Shura does as told. Aconite clings to her hand, and then to Strange's, but grudgingly accepts that she's now going to have to be on the floor. An unfamiliar floor, how rude! But she can smell Alistair and Shura, so she'll just follow after them.

With the dragons off of her lap, Shura can get to her feet without much of a fuss, only a little wobbly from the wine. However, she finds soon enough that she has an entirely different problem as Strange takes her hand. It is terribly gentlemanly and horrifically embarrassing, and Shrua doesn't know what to do.

"What are you doing?" She immediately regrets saying that. He was going to come up with some smartass reply.