It was then that the newcomer's voice shifted Alexa's attention from the conversation taking place between Nerine and Puternic. It was the same man who entered when Korono's was playing. Introduce herself?<em>What a funny little idea </em>, the redhead thought and curled a smile, sarcastically so. She watched the shy naiad with interest, her lithe frame and sweet voice suited the vampiress' tastes. For the moment she was content to hear what the others had to say.<br/><br/>The werewolf had a nice word for everyone, which made her raise an eyebrow inquisitively. Judging from his looks, he didn't seem like the friendly guy from next door, but that's exactly how he acted. And then he introduced himself and the human, Draken, politely replied to his questions.<br/><br/>"Quite the endearing little bunch" she said quietly to Kor, leaning the empty glass towards him, asking for another fill without words. He got so busy greeting and tending to the guests, that he forgot to pour her another one. As she leaned on the counter, the laced robe slightly fell to the side, revealing the upper part of her bosom. She was slightly underdressed for so many new visitors, having not changed from her sleeping clothes previously. But the robe was so elegant and oldfashioned, that it didn't seem like it.<br/><br/>Refraining from her instinct to head off back to bed and sleep, Alexandra licked her lips. The werewolf's tale didn't seem particulary interesting, but then again he didn't detailed much. She acknowledged the others' need to keep the past in the past... but Draken's reaction when it came to his mask was intriguing.<br/><br/>"Really, now?" she interrupted. "So that means only the living die as a result...?" she pursed her lips. Being undead had its perks after all.