Ando Asami, Closer to the Origin?
Asami had no choice but to size up the newcomer as well. Right now, there was no real way of determining if she was a mage as well or not. And, of course, withholding her identity would seem strange, wouldn't it? The redheaded mage with the incredibly long hair straightened in her seat. This had gone from a quick dinner before things got serious to, well... things getting serious. In the end, she decided introducing herself was really her best option here. Obviously the first mage knew her, and it's not like she could mistake someone with those injuries for anyone else, even if she didn't fully know the extent and nature of her abilities. Beyond them being quite impressive, at least.
"Ando Asami," she introduced herself, with a small sigh, before smiling, "I can't say I really expected to have company for dinner. The ramen just smelled fantastic here, and I heard it was good, so I had to try it."
Asami knew, at least, that no-one would be foolish enough to start a fight in the middle of a ramen shop. It was what would happen after leaving the shop that would be the more difficult part. Asami was confident, but preparation was important and she would be lacking it then.