Her eyes looked into his dark hues still as she was curious about him. She was told about how he had children who were thirteen and fourteen. The real question now was how old was he really? Her eyes would scan his appearance once more as she wondered. Maybe he was the type where appearance tricked ones mind. Was he possibly in his thirty's? Forties perhaps? Arisa would think of her sister who was close to her twenties, Alice. She looked as if she was ten or so, but really was older. What would her young sister say to such a change?
The thoughts would make her lost till she then felt flesh against her own, the man's hand/thumb. A small sensation went through her nerves like some small shock that led to two things. Those two things she somewhat didn't have knowledge on of course. A simple gesture made her want to take away her hand, but her eyes lowered to look at what then appeared to be darkness.
'Darkness? Guessing something related to dark magic then...' she questioned.
'Away...Move away...' a whisper within her mind spoke, but Arisa ignored such cries.
'No...' she would then hear from a darker voice. She listened to such a single word as if that voice was her god.
Her eyes followed the shadow like some cat chasing the red dot. She somewhat felt a caress from the darkening magic, but why? Slowly she bit her lower lip on the right with her sharp canine tooth, feeling the tickling. Due to this, a small girly soft giggle escaped her full plump lips as well as a smile, but before the smile could be seen she'd look down.
Quickly she made that smile fade and disappear as she then looked back up to look at the man in a calming expression.
''I'm fine. Quite use to drinking. Whatever makes it go away, you know?'' she started to say in a calming tone. She had to make it rather real - her tone. In reality she had a soft and soothing tone that was rather perfect for singing, but she felt like showing less emotions was the best to do for now. If he knew her from the past then for sure he'd know her by her voice if she spoke it.
The people around her were rather disappearing as they were leaving. It was a clear sign that it was hitting by midnight or something close to it. Her heart was still pounding though from how the man felt her hand as if she was locked in some closet all her life. It felt like it though as she honestly still wasn't use to human touch other than fighting. Slowly her hand would then turn, twisting the upper half of her body a little towards the bar tender.
''I'll have liquid cocaine next. Add a little more pineapple for me though.'' she'd request.
After that she'd turn back to pay attention to the man.
''Maybe I should stop drinking that kind. Something sweeter seems better to drink right now anyways.'' she'd say calmly as she moved her right hand towards the bowl of almonds to grab some and then obviously eat. Her attention wouldn't leave his, but then she wondered.
''I usually don't talk about my sister unless she's obviously with me...You'd be the first. Makes me wonder...where she is.'' she spoke out loud and randomly which she did instead of asking what she wondered about him.
Her mind felt rather indifferent with the thoughts, the voices. Telling her what she should say and do, different opinions and such. All of this as she kept her calm expression.
'You're probably boring him. Poor man.' the darker voice spoke within her mind, making Arisa want to frown.
'That's the last thing I want to do, within reason of course.' she thought back and then thought of another question.
''So what are you into? Battle? Knowledge?'' she wondered as her golden hues gazed into his eyes as if she was piercing within his soul (or tried to). Arisa tried to read him and his thoughts as she felt like he was an interesting one to study. Maybe like how her mother use to study and experiment on people...Was this truly how this route is going for her?