Kasimir wandered away from the booth he was supervising. Nobody was walking up to it just yet anyway. All this futuristic stuff was making him uncomfortable. Kas would consider himself a very old fashioned man. Like, he prefers his swords in combat over his wand anyway.

He dragged a chair by the refreshments table, plopping himself down on it. His fingers lingered over the food within reach as he decided what to grab.