Some party celebrating witches isn't Renfri's idea of a good or safe time, but the lure of a good drink and the need to check out her - alleged - fellow prisoners has her reluctantly showing up anyway.

She keeps to herself and the shadows at the party, though, tense and taut, observing and not actually daring to touch the alcohol that looks so tempting.

The crystal playing music attracts her attention time and again, unsettled and dark looks she sends its way.

"You did lure us here with the promise of free drinks," she points out when she is approached by the stranger who had handed her an invitation.