She's patient as she is loyal. Jill knows it'll take more than just a short moment for him to meet up with her. Far too many people are demanding his attention to just skip off without any questions, so she waits in the shadows of the Hideaway, watching the stars glitter and twinkle in the sky. It's quite a strange sight tonight without Metia's everlasting presence, but Jill now sees that her disappearance meant Clive came home. That's okay by her, as long as her prayers were answered.

The corner she's tucked away in is a rare quiet one, only visited by those looking for some privacy amongst the people milling about and certainly, Jill's seeking a moment just between her and Clive. Perhaps just to talk, maybe to celebrate in their own way. In either case, she hears him call out for her and far be it from her to play hide and seek at a time like this.

"You never were one for celebrations," she says, amusement clear in her tone, as she steps out of the shadows. The man has changed in many ways over the years, but this isn't one of them. "I thought you might want to escape for a little while."