Alonzo
*The Kemonomimi would be sitting at a small food stall at the tournament grounds, rubbing her head a little as she removed her helmet, and ordered a bowl of ramen, and a bit of Sake to go with. She turned her head to speak to someone clad in armor, giving him a brief order in Runran. Presumably one of the soldiers she served with, by her tone it appeared she was the superior. And she reached into a small pouch on her side to look at a scroll she unraveled.*

*She took a sip of her Sake, and stared at the Runran script upon the scroll, nodding a little. She rolled it back up, and put it away, glancing around the area she was at. Presumably, she was looking to see if she spotted someone specific in the crowd. Since she didn't on a first glance, she decided to wait until after her meal.*
James
*Not participating in the tournament was disappointing, yes, but taking care of others took priority. Despite not having healing magic, he was the one currently taking care of Crystal, who seemed to have fallen ill. According to her, it was due to eating far too many sweets; however, he had seen these symptoms before.*

*Poison. And there was one person that he suspected. If he was here, why?*

*For now though, he would hand over the job to someone else and enjoy a bowl of ramen. He walked to the small food stall, though something caught his eye. A badger kemonomimi, talking with a soldier. No doubt one of Dilrabo's. Once he ordered his food, he went to sit down across from her.*

"You're with Dilrabo, right? Mind if I sit here?"
Alonzo
*The Badger would glance up as someone took a seat across from her, and she nodded.*

"I'm Nobuna Yamamato, Corporal in Dilrabo's Cavalry, yes."

*She said, with a small bow of her head.*

"And you are... That man from the Empire fighting for Dilrabo in the tournament, yes?"

*She thought she recognized him, but she wasn't entirely sure. Armor did a lot to making one's appearance different.*

"Haven't met too many people outside the Tribal Chieftain's Territories, definitely don't know too many who would be fighting *For* One of our Warlords. It must feel strange, I'd imagine... Assuming I am speaking to the right man, of course."