Allura listened to Akira with a slightly raised eyebrow. Fate? It was something that she didn't necessarily believe in but she did agree with the fact that something had brought her and the demon together. She didn't know the reason why but she figured that it would be revealed in due time. Silently, the angel watched as Akira seemed to talk to himself but knew that he was in fact, talking to the demon. She was even able to catch a few words or so, though it startled Allura slightly when the demon managed to take over Akira's body for a few moments, talking about something that sent a chill down her spine. 

Her family? Here? That couldn't be true. It had been nearly a century since Allura last saw her family and, although her last memory of being mortal was very vivid and clear, she could not remember her family's faces that well. Not to mention that both her parents and siblings were probably dead at this point, leaving just the great grand children. However, that did not mean that Allura would be able to recognize them as they probably looked way different from their ancestors. The angel was so deep into her thoughts that she barely registered the fact that Akira was now back in control and talking about something that needed her response. She didn't snap out of her trance until he knocked his cup lightly against her own. [I]Maybe I should try to move on and focus more on the future for now...worrying about what that demon said will not do me any good.[/I]

With that thought in mind, she looked over to Akira and smiled. "Yeah, you're right." She agreed before moving to take another sip of her ale. However, it was only then that she realized that the cup was now empty. "Hm, I guess I ran out of that drink." Giggling a bit, she pushed her cup off to the side and then placed her hands in her lap. Once again, the table fell silent and, oddly enough, Allura could feel herself getting nervous. Of course, she'd been prepared book wise on how to talk to the common folk about how to get somewhere or other general, information seeking questions. Though, what she lacked was experience with dealing with other, less formal situations. 

Just when the angel had decided on what she wanted to say next, a loud thud echoed throughout the tavern and, as she looked up, Allura realized that it was a pair of men having a knife throwing contest; from the looks of it though, they weren't doing so well. "Hey, is it normal if we throw knives too?" She asked her companion excitedly. Allura knew that she could hit the target head on, unlike those two drunken fools who were going at it now.