So many faces that were familiar, as well as some new as she saw Vincent had made his way here…and unfamiliar as she spotted Tom Gubben. As she moved toward the Ogre, a wintry chill filled the air around her. The Troll didn’t seem menacing, and considering they were in a place of welcome she decided to do her part. A rhythmic step as she came unto the Autumn and felt the breeze of his Mantle, the Winter Dancer smiled softly. “Happy Holidays.” Holding out her graceful hand toward him. “I’m L’aire.” With a chilled breath to the newcomer.