She looks from Delta to Taylor, then back again, ignoring the babble about photoshoots abroad. She's traveled before, the novelty of such having worn off years ago, but there's an almost incredulous widening of her eyes as she puts two and two together. Either he simply wasn't taking any warnings seriously, or...

..Oh god. Delta hadn't told him. The thinning line of his lips and stiff posture all but confirmed it. "Should I be asking what you haven't done, then?" She replies offhandedly, before turning a glare on him. She could still work with this.

"What made you choose Errera for your final venue?"