"There's no one here to say I'm not invited." He knows why he wasn't, it just hadn't been easy, having those reminders of his place in the family and in Westeros. Or of his lack of place, rather.

"There was dancing. The music was a bit different though. No one wore masks." He hadn't been sure of its purpose at first, but now he's kind of glad to be able to hide behind its anonymity.