"Your... okay." As they sat down in the restaurant, he looked at her. His eyes were a deep brown. "Thank you, again. I was quite sure that I was dead."
The was a distinct feeling of off-ness, and it seemed to come from the man in black with a white mask in the corner. He stood out quite a bit in the room full of colors.
The man whom she did not know watched the dance floor. He caught her eyes briefly, and somehow she could see a questioning look in his obscured expression, mixed with concern. It was uncanny.