Syrlya looks up and offers both of them a nod and smile in greeting. He has his own staff as well, ivory with some sort of rainbow magic wisping around it, so Lavellan is hardly overdressed for the occasion.

"I'm glad you both could make it. I'm sure there is a lot to discuss with the variety of our magic..." He looks between them. "Are you well acquainted with one another's abilities?"

Wismuth did not mandate a lot of combat before the concert, anyway, nor has this visit. There was magic club on the moon, but Syrlya doesn't know how extensively they spoke then.