She keept a eye on him as well as listening carefully. This was a melody she had never heared before. So to not take away to much her eyes rested on him pretty much all the time just to match his dance. The smile on her face was relaxed and natural as always. Once he sat down she stoped moving, breathing a bit heavly from dancing in the hot day. "Thanks, you dance rather well as well"she replied before sitting down.

Taka opened a pocket in his jacket and pulled out a small canister. inside it looked like water, he opens it and offers her some. "Don't worry, it's a purifying canister, so it's clean...."

She looked at him and raised her hand a bit. As a liquid flew out she smiled a bit. "So it is water"she said happy about it. She doesnt like drinking what she cant tell it is. Smiling she took a bit to drink before holding it back. "Thanks, I havnt had water in quiet some time" she said relaxing a bit.

"Tis why I offered a pretty lady a lovely drink" winks, smiling, he stands. He heads inside the deserted building, swaying as he goes, hums. "Now. Why is such a pretty lady all alone?"

She couldnt help but blush as he told her that she was beutiful. It was quiet nice to hear actually, and despite him looking rather restless he does seems like a nice person. "Well my family was murdered several months ago ... I have been wandering around since then. Those I have been seeing have been either soldiers or mercenaries so I havnt dared aproche them"she explained before getting up a bottle from what seemed like nowhere. "I doubt you have seen this, or atleast resently" she said gently holding it over. It was a beer bottle she had found a few days ago at a abandoned camp, probably from some soldiers.

Gasps, stares at it like a holy grail "where'd you find it?" looks in awe and surprise. He looks in thought a moment, like hes considering something.

"I found it in a abandoned camp a while ago. It kinda looked like a fight was the reason for it beeing abandoned so I simply tripped on it. Its quiet good actually"she said with a smile. "I have been taking a sip every now and then but most of it is still there"sa hon leendes.

He grins " looks like a mikes hard lemonade.... a lemonade with a small amount of alcohol in it...." He opens a pocket and pulls out a gorgeous flask...



He opens it and the air smells like a cinnamon spice. "This here is a real alcohol, a mix of a cinnamon vodka and wine, with a dash of Angry Orchard"

She laughs a bit utting back her own boring bottle wherever she was hiding it. "Well its still alcohol in it and it is worth quiet a bit on the black market" she replied calmly before looking at the can. It was goregeus, detailed and even had letters on it, althought she couldnt read them. She carefully opened the bottle smelling it and her face got a frown on it. "It smelles horrible and way to strong"she replied closing it and holding it back.

"too true, but thats okay, i prefer my drinks strong " he stashes it away again, swaying as he hums.