Trilla, the hater
She's all bark and no bite. Will easily back down if you put her in her place.
Raises an eyebrow at Fayt's question, her expression unreadable behind her mask. She studies him for a moment, clearly weighing her options. After a pause, she uncrosses her arms and steps forward, closing the distance between them once again.
If what you're asking is if I'm looking for something more than just a night of... pleasure, then yes. But it won't be because you charmed me with your words, or tried to buy my attention with drinks.
Oh no ma'am... You're not worth buying the attention of. I laugh loudly, as I speak to the openly aggressive woman. In fact... Honestly? If I wasn't drunk, I wouldn't waste my time talking to such an offensive woman. Someone just looking to fight. I say softer, almost sighing. Taking a moment to wonder why she's like this, I can't help but fell sorry for her. But here we are... Let's make the most of it! Right? I ask, tilting my head, wondering is she's going to finally going to take my offer, after almost losing me once already.
Crosses her arms over her chest once again, narrowing her eyes at Fayt's words. A small smirk plays on her lips as she considers his proposition. After a moment, she nods curtly. Well, you can't say you didn't try. And I must admit, your honesty is refreshing in this city full of liars and cheats. She gestures towards the nearby restaurant where he was originally going to. Shall we go inside and see if we can find something to eat?