Yes, Sonia was just thinking along those same lines. Better have a seat before she drags this conversation down any further. Just her luck tonight, she reflects, although she is perhaps flattering herself in thinking it's all her.

"Let's go find somewhere to sit," she suggests, taking hold of Miles's hand again, but this time to pull him out of the dance, nodding toward the clusters of benches near the fire pit. "I think my feet are getting a bit tired."