[Anghel still looks uncertain, glancing around at the crowd just in case a few of them aren't too distracted by shipping arguments to point and laugh at him after all. What is he, a fledgling all over again? It seems like a pretty undignified exit for a Bloodstained Fallen Angel... wait, or should that be even for?

Not that it really matters. After a few long moments of internal agonising, protecting his folder wins out over self-conscious paralysis.]

Curses... For the sake of averting the future of despair, I...

[He steps forward at last, head bobbing low to avoid being seen, and hops up into her arms with his precious sample artwork in tow.]

I entrust my fate to you, Priestess of the Wandering Rose. Quickly, before the portal closes!