<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/736x/87/27/6f/87276fef1dd3229683bd4fee15a868a2--fantasy-girl-fantasy-women.jpg)</div><br/>"Local bars are always better then tourist traps." She gave the elf a smile. She was acutely aware that she had kind of sprung this on Frethai, but she seemed agreeable to the idea, so there was no point in pulling back now. And sometimes, direct was better. Then the elf took her hand as they started to walk along, and she smiled even brighter. She gently squeezed Frethai's hand, a way of telling her she was okay with this.<br/><br/>"So, how long have you lived here on the station?" She asked, letting herself be led along by Frethai. "I've only been here maybe a few times before, for performances." She wasn't exactly shy about talking about her past. She might be a completely different person, but "old" Tinalia was still her, and she still did things that left Tinalia with the easiest search engine lookup ever. For other people searching for her, at least.