"Question with a question..." She said, shaking her head. She looked visibly uncomfortable at the question though. Obviously the topic was pretty sore for her and she debated over weather or not she should tell him. Then she thought of something; she wanted to know who the white haired woman in her mind was when they had bonded.<br/><br/>"You gotta answer a question of mine then." Shula said as they walked inside of the restaurant. Instantly her senses were assaulted by a myriad of scents and sounds. She could hear sizzling from the kitchen and her mouth watered at the prospect of food. They were seated at a table and given water and Shula couldn't keep her eyes off the colorful décor.