It's well into the reception before Jim takes a moment to step outside to the gardens. The sheer number of people has made the house warm, and while not oppressively so, a bit of fresh air will do the body some good.

There's also the fact that Jim simply doesn't come from a world where magic is possible and so many of the more esteemed guests and their preferred conversation has gone right over his head all evening. It gets a bit overwhelming.

He'll stop by a rather ornate fountain away from the lights as much as he can be and cast a look up at the sky. To the space beyond.