"No one you aught to worry about." He gave a soft sight, appearing like any other person. Well, besides his pale skin and white hair. Maybe even a noble of some kind. The man walked over to one of the big mirrors the performers used to get read in front of, though his reflection certification didn't seem quite right. It wasn't inverted like it should me. Like his smells of illusions only worked to some extent. "Most are asleep already, so I'm surprised to see someone up and about making such noise."