Somehow or other, Azure mostly conceals her anxiety at Vaeltia coming over near her - within smacking distance. Or, preferably, sucking up distance. "Uh, hi. How are you tonight?" Her hands do not leave her plate and food, and her posture shrinks just a teensy bit, as though smaller shoulders will protect her from verbal backlash or other torments.
To Ermon, she jokes, "Well, I think at this point I'm pretty committed to my relationship with cheese."
"Azure. Nice to meet you, uh?" she adds, hoping for an introduction to whoever this guy was, and looks back over to Volos, who hadn't responded to her latest remarks yet. Suddenly surrounded, she certainly enjoyed her next bite of cheese more in contrast.