[Elidibus lounges, casually taking turns in petting the Umbreon and Espeon splayed over his lap.]

Ah, were it so that something divine brought us here. Perhaps we would be afforded more of our natural states or abilities. As it is, we must make due.

[His free hand props itself beneath his chin, and he smiles. It's irritatingly difficult to parse whether he is being sincere.]

As far as parties, yes, there is an event referred to as "Prom" which shall soon begin. Dancing, eating, and the like. Alas, this shall be my first, and I can afford you no more detail.