"Why are we here, again?" Yggdra asked.

"We are doing reconnaissance," Roswell explained gently. "Since this is a large group of people, and it's the middle of the night, it's a prime target for unscrupulous Masters. We are here to protect them, if necessary."

A handsome man approached them. "Excuse me, miss, but may I trouble you for a dance?"

Yggdra blushed. "I... I have to stay with my date." That was a good enough excuse for why she was guarding her Master constantly.

"Oh.... it's a shame that a beautiful woman like you isn't out there dancing," the man commented.

Roswell raised an eyebrow. "Then I will rectify that. Yggdra, would you like to dance?"

Yggdra's blush deepened as she took his arm. "Gladly."