Different?  Well, naturally she would be, what with the monstrous piece of traditionally male meat hanging between her legs (or, in this moment, held with the twins in a nice, impressive package).  Then again, mayhaps it was a deeper thing than that... who knew?<br/><br/>"Well, if you like 'mysteries,' I'd be more than happy to have you try and figure me out." Lyn offered with a suggestive wink "I'm sure I've got<em>many</em>surprises in store for you..."<br/><br/>The silver-bearded man approached, and asked for a song for some coin, but Lyn didn't look at him at all; Ninn was still looking at her, and Lyn was meeting her gaze, trying to read this woman as much as this woman was trying to look into her.  She did chuckle a bit at her joke about the Knights and the play on words, but then he was gone, and it was just the two of  them, plus Brenna who was sitting obediently.<br/><br/>"That it does, but would you mind if your break lasted a little longer?" Lyn asked, her face a bit more serious "Sadly, I had originally come here for business, not pleasure, and sadly my business takes me to you..."<br/><br/>She sighed, opened her eyes again, and hushed her voice a little bit,<em>praying</em>this woman was not in some way part of a corrupt sort of plot.  It would be a shame, honestly...<br/><br/>"Within the last few days, there was a dwarven merchant in here.  He was thrown out for hassling the staff... particularly for grabbing some sort of entertainer here and accusing her of stealing something from him.  That same night, he was killed, murdered and left in the snow... guards claim it's a 'standard' mugging, but others aren't so sure... his name was Naster, and I was wondering if you were the entertainer from that night."