Akira had a nasty tendency to want to be good at everything even with minimal effort and her competitive streak definitely didn't make it easier for her accept that she had just not focused on a certain aspect of her skill set and that legitimately made someone better than her. She was a little distracted over the lunch and merely chuckled at all the jibs the blonde through at her about eating like a bird, while he happily scarfed down his meaty treats. She watched with mild amusement, mostly allowing her thoughts to flit to Tsuru and how different the two men were. He had introduced himself as Jay and she had not needed to return the favour given the correction she made at the show, which certainly aided in making sure her name was easier to recall than the others. When he asked her about that whole shenanigan, she decided to deflect the question politely.
In fact, just for the time being, much like she'd enjoyed wearing the garb of the dainty model, she enjoyed playing the casual citizen. She hadn't given up the fact that she actually worked for the Rune Knights, not yet anyways. Perhaps as they got to know each other she'd let him know. Or even better would be to end their little interaction with that piece of information. She hoped that it would elicit the same amusing shock that she'd elicited from Fernando after revealing her identity. There was a danger in enjoying that shock value too much, she may potentially lose her true self while she honed her skills at pretending to be someone she wasn't, or to only wear a part of her reality. But then, she was also cursed with the affliction of over thinking everything, perhaps she should allow herself the liberty to just with the flow on this instinct. Once they finished their meal, Akira asked the chiselled blonde man what exactly drove him to work so hard. Wondering if he had aspirations to join a guild as a defender or a warrior of some sort...