A Night On The Town: Target Aquired

Fingers already began to curl around the panel, eyes slowly moving away from the Leonhardt's face to glance towards the information that she desired. It was information that she wanted to see, she wanted to honestly see what type of publicity the fight had received. A sly smile slowly formed upon her lips, eyes narrowing slightly as her body began to shift in it's seat. Hips shifted just slightly as legs slowly began to cross over one another as she tried to get as comfortable as she could on a stool. Welp, it was her fault for even decided to talk to the kid here rather than someone in a comfy booth, so she would just have to deal with it.

"Ooo, so -that's- what they wrote, interesting enough. Only wish that they added a bit mroe about the details and constant taunting. Drama always brings in a good story~."

The statement wasn't exactly directed at Belleh, but it was certainly something he could respond too. It also didn't take a genius to tell just how much he was staring. His interest had been piqued in one way or another, either through looks, her way of carrying herself, or simple curiosity. The sly smile once presented to the screen now turned towards Belleh, eyes staring forwards into his own as she intently listened to what he had to say. Has she been to the castle? That's a bit of an odd question to just ask a stranger, and even odder to just say it casually with no issues. It didn't take a genius to figure out what they wouldn't let Belleh in, no one knew his heritage, no one knew of his accomplishments, and no one knew him. Though... Kayta couldn't really say much else herself, the nagging reminder of her stalled efforts poking at her mind as she began to speak.

"Been to the castle? No. Will I end up going there? Of course. I -do- plan on taking back the throne, it's only natural of a Leonhardt to return to the position of power they've inherited for years, no?"

A teasing, playful wink was given to the boy, head tilting to the side to purposely mess with him. This served two purposes. The first being that it would let her be known more and more, as word quickly spreads in taverns... Secondly, it let her mess with the kid and maybe toy with him a bit, see him get flustered at meeting a descendant of a presumed dead family. The obvious piece of irony was the fact that Belleh was a Leonhardt himself and had very similar goals to her own. Two Leonhardts walk into a bar, that would certainly be a silly joke if the situation wasn't dire due to the unrest within the halls of the royal castle. With no proper leader came issues, and it was only a matter of time until action needed to be taken.

Actually... Kayta's mind began to wander a little bit, if they had panels such as this and extraordinary magic, shouldn't someone recognize her? She had lost her hood in the fight and had her face entirely exposed, and here she was, staring with someone who watched the coliseum match. Hell, if anything, at least her hair should be recognized. Usually people had white or black hair, not a mix of both in a specific pattern such as her own. No matter the situation, she had given her answer to the boy, and simply stared forwards to see his response, to see how he would react.