Rose wavered where she stood, unsure of how to proceed. There was the exit, right there, from this bubbling chaotic mess that was the cancelled wedding of Adrian and Maggie and she had been cleared to leave by the intimidating combined force that was Odette MacFarlan and Tony Chang, but--- she bit her lip, feeling incredibly guilty just thinking this--- Octavius was over there as well, and she didn't quite feel brave enough to even potentially approach him yet.

How horrid was that, she was horrid, a spineless little--- tart! She was a right tart for basically ignoring him, and she hadn't meant for it to be like that, but after not immediately responding to his owl, the black hole that was friday and saturday happened and-- she felt completely ashamed for her actions, and wished more than anything that---

"Knightley!"

Rose's eyes rounded wide at the sharp call of her name, and it felt like her heart had skipped too many beats to be good. How could one person possibly make that loud of an echo? Her gaze automatically targeted the betrayer, and she was met what could only be described as a playfully cruel smile plastered across Carys Llewellyns smug face. Rose watched in sheer horror as Carys gave the tiniest of waves before wrapping her arm around Drake Parkin (who also looked far too satisfied to be innocent) before walking out of the vicinity. She was going to kill Carys. That was the last time she ever told her teammate anything under the pretense of---

A sudden touch frightened her for a moment, and died only slightly when Rose realized who the hand belonged to. Wobbling in her heels, her leg rested against the pew for support. Merlin knew she needed it.

"Hi," she said faintly, feeling her throat promptly close up at the proximity of Octavius Pepper.