She was observant, extremely so - at that. Eyes always darting about to take in her very surroundings. It was more of a habit, than anything. Out of the corner of her eye, the Keeper saw it. Someone in the very corner of the room who’d chosen to keep their identity under lock and key, no distinguishing marks to identify them by, either. Vale followed their gaze, craning her head painfully slowly until they fell upon their mark - a fox-like woman..
A pause came to pass for no more than a brief moment, retrieving a small piece of parchment - no more than a ripped corner. Quickly, she wrote upon it, what looked like lazy scribbles with just how she did it – However, the final product being penmanship of extreme elegance.
Raising to her feet, she moved carefully; precisely. As to not raise any attention to herself. Approaching the woman, Vale pretended to know her, wrapping an arm over her shoulder as she passed the note:
“In the corner, dear.” She murmured in no more than a hushed whisper. “You need not worry, however.” She added.
“Go about just as you were.”
With that, the Keeper returned back to her prior seating, raising a single claw finger as to order another drink.
(Thank you dear♥ @brytedarklyt)