Ayame followed him away from the festival with the alcohol still clouding her brain a bit. She wondered to herself why she agreed to this. She didn't really wish to kill this Garou and she then regretted drinking the alcohol. She knew that her movements would be clumsy so she decided to put more focus into moving so that she seemed unaffected when it came time to fight. "So Isakar...what are the stakes in this fight? First blood or what?" She asked trying to make conversation.