Alysia glanced up at the human as he approached and nodded at his words, an aloof smile curling at the corners of her mouth.  "I would rather not drink at this time, I am merely waiting.  If I have to drink, something without alcohol." After a moment she reached into one of the pouches of her backpack returning with a silver and a gold piece.  "How many nights will this buy me?" She asked.  Her voice was soft and calm, there was something enchantingly high about it, like the chiming of fine crystals.  Her silver hair hung loosely about her, framing her face while her pointed ear tips just jutted barely from underneath as she took her eyes off the man and back to the room.