<span style="font-size: 85%; line-height: 116%;">Drake was relieved once inside the town, without hesitation he led his sister to the nearest tavern. His stomach seem to be controlling his movements more than ever now. He dodged scrambling  screaming children and dogs that chased after them. He felt eyes upon his tall figure after all he was a stranger to this little town and he didn't look friendly, ever. Once inside the tavern he felt immediately guilty for something as eyes gazed upon to find who had come in. He shifted uncomfortable for a moment before realizing he was fidgeting in front of everyone. He stopped picking at his palm and moved aside to let his fearless sister take the lead now. Aphrodite rolled her eyes at the unwanted watching of others and stepped forward to the counter, the acted as if they hadn't seen two humans before. <br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">"Can I have some water please?"</span><br/><br/>Her tone was even half as pleasant as she looked but the warm glow in her eyes seem to reassure the bartender to go retrieve her drink as she requested. It seemed that once she spoke everyone returned to normal. But now they were whispering and it was obviously about them. She shrugged as she slipped into a seat at the bar. She didn't mind if people talked about her somebody always seemed to have something to say about her. But her brother on the other hand hated whenever someone talked about him whether it was directly or indirectly. He was the anti-social one out of the two making him seem much more suspicious than his sister.</span>