[Norton flits around the party, smiling and chatting, but he's tuned into the whispers and social undercurrents enough to notice when there's a disturbance in the background buzz of conversation nearby and looks around to see the cause. Most of the time it's been nothing that concerns him but this time, this time it's his wife.
He makes a polite excuse to the person he's talking to and weaves his way through the crowd to the drinks table.]
Hello, dearest, you're looking a bit peaky, heat getting to you? Maybe you should come have a sit down.
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He makes a polite excuse to the person he's talking to and weaves his way through the crowd to the drinks table.]
Hello, dearest, you're looking a bit peaky, heat getting to you? Maybe you should come have a sit down.