Hushed Willows [festival] if my heart were a turntable

Gannet didn't quite understand the concept of the festival. Someone had likely mentioned that it was a fertility festival, but if so, it had gone straight over the man's head. Any strangers who might have approached with flirtation would have been met with oblivious friendliness, but also quiet. He was here to observe and to learn, and the latter occupied his thoughts heavily. If he asked and they said they did not know how to heal, likely he politely moved on.

He'd caught up a bit with @Lily (in the main thread I assume) but shifted as she might speak with others as well. He saw @Charon arrive, but didn't move to approach. He would have liked to have seen how they were now, and how Hydra was, but something kept him back.

Instead, he cast a glance over the crowd, watching as wolves introduced and chatted somewhat distantly. Gatherings like this tended to overwhelm him unless he kept back, separate, alone. He could talk with one or two, but more than that was too much to follow.