Angela has worked out a ceremony that will satisfy the involved parties, a reworking of standard Samarian traditions with some revised wording and adjustments for the fact that the groom inhabits two bodies. This ceremony, unlike the elven one, doesn't involve any jewelry.
And then Sarion and her beloved are married. Again.
Keziah is looking for a water room. She was already thinking of looking for one when the wedding started, and now she kind of needs it.
"You didn't have to yell at me!" She's a little muffled behind her feathers. "Dad never yells at me!"
She shakes her head; this is visible in the bounce of her hair, though she's still behind her wing, whether because of residual alarm or because he's naked it's unclear. "But why'd you yell at me?"
He covers his face with his hands and says, reasonably clearly despite the muffling, "Because I am a nymph and nymphs don't wear clothes and wearing clothes makes me feel really weird and bad except in very special circumstances, so Jellybean made me this magical censor bar, but judging from my experience at this party a magical censor bar is definitely not enough."
"I didn't know about you in advance, maybe there should be, I don't know, signs, warnings somehow?"
"It's really much less conspicuous than the thing it's warning about," she says.
"Anyway, I kind of need the water room." She starts to continue in the direction she was going, still shielding herself from excess naked Joker with her wing.