As the waitress set a bowl of some sort of fishy soup down in front of Asterin, the young man from before approached her table. She listened to him as he spoke though her eyes were on her food and she stirred the steaming soup slowly. He spoke calmly, though his hands were hidden in his pockets. This made Rin slightly uneasy. While anywhere else this would have been fine, common even, in a big city there were thieves and those wishing to do harm. For all Rin knew this man could have a knife in his pocket or some kind of enchanted weapon.

Asterin lifted a spoonful of watery flesh to her lips "Yes, why do you ask?" she gave him a sidelong stare while eating, never bothering to turn her head towards the stranger. It wasn't that she was trying to scare him away, or seem rude. Rather, this was how she kept her guard up. She motioned with her free hand to the stool on the other side of the table, gesturing for the man to sit.