Juan
It was quite unpleasant when people didn't pay attention to what she said, and it was clear Sven wasn't paying attention. Kallista stared at him, her gaze unwavering and cold as she waited for an answer. She didn't know what to make of his widened eyes, and hand on the hilt of his sword. She wanted him to listen to her about the Dragon, but clearly, that was not the case. When he eventually rushed back to the window, she rolled her eyes but stayed seated where she was. There was no Dragon there. The woman looked away from him, down at her mug of ale, and chugged it. 

Setting it down, Kallista turned her attention back to the Knight, who was now rushing toward the door of the Inn. Abruptly, she stood, glaring at him now. At this point, she was ready to give him a beating to knock some sense into him. That's exactly what she might do. Ignoring the startled patrons, she was completely focused on Sven. 

Eventually, when he responded, she muttered a few curses in Furian to herself before pushing the table aside. Kallista didn't say a word as she strolled toward him, but it was clear she was angry. It was extremely annoying that, instead of asking questions, he was still convinced the beast was out there and he was going to take it down. As soon as she reached him, she grabbed his sword arm roughly and pushed open the Inn door, dragging him outside. Her grip was extremely strong, more so than the average human.

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After the door was closed, she shoved him backward into the nearby wall, getting closer so he couldn't walk away from her again. "Listen good, Florea. You're not thinking clearly. What the hell are you thinking to attempt to take a beast down, when it's not even here and you don't have enough information? That, and you underestimate it," She said, roughly, her eyes burning into his. If he were to hold her gaze long enough, he would feel... *Strange.* In truth, it was her eye trance magic contained within her human form, but one would notice the affect, slightly.
Kenneth
Sven was completely unprepared for Kallista's reaction to his outburst. As his arm was grabbed by her and he was pushed against the wall, the man only blinked in surprise. It was clear that in his line of thinking, there was no instance where this would have been the result. 

"What are you doing? Unhand me - I have to go!" He barked at her, rubbing his arm where she had grabbed it - Sven was not expecting her to have gripped him so harshly. "I can find the beast - I swear it, just let me go and I'll find it!" He continued, seemingly still distracted by his idea that the dragon must be somewhere close. But, he knew he was not going to be able to reason with Kallista - in his mind, it was clear that she was not going to listen to his reasoning. 

The man narrowed his eyes at her, frustrated that he could not go off and do what he felt he needed to do. In doing so, he caught her eye contact, surprised by how aggressive her eyes were. Despite all she had said, he still seemed to think that nobody would have wanted to prevent him from finding the dragon. While he stared back at her, he did start to feel strange. Tilting his head slightly in confusion at the feeling, once again he seemed to be distracted from his thoughts. It seemed as though it was enough to at least distract him from his tirade. "Your eyes... Are interesting." He said almost blankly, as though he truly was confused by the effect.
Juan
"No, you don't," Kallista said firmly, in response to his protests. He wasn't going anywhere, especially not alone. What he needed was some common sense knocked into him, and she was more than willing to do so, saving others the effort. As he continued to protest about finding the beast, she rolled her eyes in annoyance. It was clear he was not entirely focused on the reality of things, but stuck on a fact that was incorrect, at least here. "I'm not letting you go until we talk about this." In truth, she wasn't keen on letting him go on his own, much less going with him to find the Dragon. It wouldn't go well, for either of them. 

Once she said her piece, she waited, somewhat impatiently for a response. She was quite irritated, as shown by her gaze. At first, Kallista didn't seem to see his confusion, but when he responded, commenting about her eyes, her expression shifted slightly. For a second, there was surprise, then again replaced by sternness. At least she knew what was going on now. Kallista moved her hand, rubbing her arm as if slightly uncomfortable. She could *Feel* The shell of hardened scales reappearing on her arm, as they did when signaling it was soon time to change forms. It was the *Wrong* Time for that. Changing forms must be done within a certain amount of time, otherwise it became painful when waiting too long. Nothing of concern at the current moment, but something she was aware of. 

Despite that, Kallista acted completely normal, tilting her head slightly as she responded. "Hm, what do you feel, or see then?" She asked, not breaking the gaze. She knew he felt the small affect of the trance, but even for those who were strong-willed, it was very minor and did no damage. It was only the strangest thing, for those who had never experienced it before.