He might have picked up on the ominous vibes and he might not have, either way he was content to continue on with the proceedings like a professional, as if nothing was amiss. Atem would be lying if he hadn't left plenty of scorned hearts in the wake of his career, he'd never let any of that hold him back, not now, not ever. So when the chaos ensued he finally turned to face the culprit looming over him like some deranged specter. There wasn't a hint of surprise on his features but marked amusement.

".. And I was worried that it would be a dull evening," The words rolled smoothly off his tongue.

"Are you sure that you are after the correct twin? My brother and I look so much alike.." And neither one of them led a squeaky clean lifestyle. Upon examining her features longer maybe his memory would be jogged as to who this enraged Valkyrie was.

[OOC: It's fine!]