At a party, and there is a young man standing quietly behind Mary, having approached (relatively) quietly through the crowd. Wellard's hand brushes Mary's arm to let her know he is there, as he glances from her to crouching figure of the Black Rider.

"Miss Mary, Mr Aphelise. Good day." No smile, but his tone and look are pleasant enough, even if his eyes are sharp.

(He is dressed for the party, apparently, in the sort of uniform a royal commanding officer would wear, for Wellard's time.)