Well, that just happened... As Alisa made way for a different nearby restaurant with Marina, she couldn't help but think about the people who died. True, she was no hero, she didn't feel the calling for risking her life over people she didn't even know. If she would, she'd have likely become a Rune Knight and not a Blue Pegasus. She had only one cause worth dying over, as well as a select number of people that now included Marina.
She felt bad for the people who died, but she recognized how unarmed and without spells, her chances of defeating a demon by herself were slim, not when even Marina lacked her beasts with her and was also in danger. She was indeed the only person around that could be effectively used as a hostage to stop Alisa, and in this state the Pegasus couldn't protect her if the worst came to pass. So naturally she did the only logical thing to do and headed straight for her hotel, grabbing her sword and getting Litwick to come along, of course, after grabbing and towel, wiping all the sweat off her body, and freshening up.
Marina would likely do the same, though she undoubtedly didn't sweat as much as Alisa did.
...And then there was that kiss. With all the adrenaline pumping through her veins, she naturally felt driven into doing things she normally wouldn't, such as taking initiative in romance. She'd much rather tease the people she liked into doing the same to her, but this time it was different. Maybe they'd end up talking about it soon...
"So, how are you feeling?", she'd ask the brunette with a faint smile on her face, finding it hard to feel joyous in the wake of such an attack, "I'd understand if this robbed you of your appetite."
But Era was on high alert now, with a Terrorist attack having occured little more than a couple hours ago; good thing Alisa wasn't the only one and saw plentiful Rune Knights patrolling every nook and cranny. Yet what mostly caught her attention was how the citizens seemed to go about their lives as if nothing had happened, so in time Alisa followed suit and walked inside the restaurant, though she still eyed her surroundings, carefully keeping an eye on everyone, and avoided the bigger crowds where doing so would be impossible. These streets were wide enough that anybody would see an attacker coming if they bothered to pay attention, and not for a second did she stop glaring at anyone who reached needlessly closer than three meters from her and Marina.
For now, food. Hopefully they'd have spicy food, strong alcohol, and no homicidal interruptions.