Kiki gasped when the girl turned. She looked at her curiously as she held the glass up. Thankfully the language she spoke was one that Kiki understood, but the context confused her. She picked up her glass of wine and held it up, sloshing a small bit onto the bar. She looked at the woman a moment, realizing she was expected to say something, but unsure what...<br/><br/>"Umm... thank you..?"<br/><br/>She watched the woman for a reaction, shivering slightly, but noticing that the woman sitting next to her was extremely beautiful. In her mind she kept repeating the word "Please" like a mantra, scared and ready to spring away if the woman suddenly screamed, but hoping she had finally found a friend...