"Vishnu...wird name. And yes the soup is fine.Not too hot and not too cold." Ristina allowed a a small smirk strecth across her face. This man.....What is it about him that intrigues my curiousity?<span style="font-style: italic">Why is dressed like an ordinary person yet have an aura that brings off a strong feeling of danger?</span><br/>She shoved a spoonful of the soup. To blatanly make it so that she could think for a few seconds. That women knows him as a friend?<span style="font-style: italic">But yet that wouldn't make any sense? They almost looked as if they were at each other's throats.</span><br/>"You....lady" She spoke to the one that kidnapped her in the first place."Your name. I would like a name ...."She was never good with asking. But rather demanded everything.