Tyora couldn't fight the smile that crept on her lips at the looks her outfit was getting from Anaise.  But even more noticeable was the hand that went to where a sword would normally hang from a hip.  A reaction the elf was more than familiar with when being on ships.  Often sailors acted in disrepectable manner due to her choice of clothing.  Reaching for a bow that she wouldn't wear when on the ship.<br/><br/>She also noticed the seeming nonverbal communication between the two.  Must be really close friends then.  Her smile disappeared when they mentioned the fog.  It pulled her attention away from the window long enough to focus on the girls.  Before she replied though she took a long drink from her Ale that she had ordered, trying not to think about what she had felt while in her meditation.<br/><br/><span style="color: green">“I wish I could stop paying attention to the mist... but there is something out there that terrified me enough to wake me from meditation... I hope the captain is as good as I have heard.” </span>As she said that she would swear she saw a shadow move through the mist across the windows out of the corner of the eye, but when she looked directly at it, the shadow wasn't there.  Just like whatever she had felt with her meditation.  She thought she felt or saw something but when she paid attention to it, it was gone.<br/><br/>The smell of the cake, as it was offered puller her attention from the windows.  Immediately she returned the smile and took the piece of cake.   It at least gave her a distraction when mixed with the music.<span style="color: green">“Thank you.  You are so sweet!”</span>She said, though not adding that she thought she was cute too.<br/><br/>Pulling a fork from the table she actually purred a little at the first taste of the sweet cake.  Definitely a delicious comfort food on such an ominous night.  Though even the cake couldn't make her ignore the barely audible noice when the music stopped.  She litterly froze with a bite of the cake halfway past her lips at the sound, barely audible, of something scratching on metal.  Putting the bite of cake down Tyora started to look around for the source.  Then the music started.<span style="color: green">“Did you two just hear that?”</span>Unlikely that humans with their smaller ears heard it, she barely had... and wasn't sure she actually had.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>