"Keep your Boon," Aurelia laughed, a freer sound than she's usually given to. Christmas spirit was infectious. "There is no insult taken, Sheriff. And Aurelia is fine -" she said to Tatiana, inclining her head, all shining eyes and a mouth that wanted to smile. "A pleasure."
She greets the new arrivals with a similar murmur, settling into the new hubbub of company.
"So, Sheriff, reassure us that all is quiet and well this month?"