A woman's voice bringing him back to reality, Ayl leaned his head over to the newcomer who had just sat down across from him, his eyes moving back and forth as he half-heartedly studied her. He rose an eyebrow about mid-way through her introduction, both his curiosity and suspicions piqued. "Name's Ayl; Ayl Taveirn, to be exact. Sam didn't mention anything about any friends, how is it you know her, exactly?" he asked, sitting forward in his chair and folding his arms on the table. Truth be told, she didn't exactly seem like a suspicious character, but he had learned that you could never be too careful in this town, even in a safe haven like this.