She does notice the looks, and since she's been here, it's not like she's seen tieflings coming out of the woodwork. So it's not a hard thing to figure out that she's probably an oddity. And since the looks are more curious and less wary, she's content to let that lie for now. She's got a party to enjoy after all.

The call of her name catches her attention, gaze turning towards the one calling, and even with the mask, the sound of his voice, and everything else makes him pretty familiar, earning a bright, cheerful smile from her.

"Zevlor!" And it was safe to touch people here, so the delighted reply was accompanied by a cheery clap of hands to his shoulders. "Of all the places to run into each other!"