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Mostly showing off costume~ but open!
"I'm so sorry!" she was saying, clasping one hand to her mouth in horror. "I just got a little carried away—I wasn't watching where I was whipping!"

Being sort of unemployed (although that was a terribly dirty word, she preferred "soul searching") had left Nona with a lot (a lot) of time on her hands, so much of that restless energy had been channeled into creating the most magnificent Halloween costume she'd ever worn. Not that she'd worn that many, and certainly not for the last three years, but never the less! Who better to be, than a lion tamer? It was really too bad she couldn't bring Ossy, but a cranky wildcat in an enclosed space with lots of other people was probably a bad idea.

"At least there's no blood!?"

But someone had jostled her quite abruptly, and then waltzed off without apologising, so of course Nona threw her hands out in disbelief, and she probably would have hustled after the assailant had she not been holding her tamer's whip in the hand she'd flung out. Which subsequently caught someone square in the stomach.

"I really swear I'm a Healer!"

Or she was, but! She still knew what she was doing!