His now cold red eyes watch her as she moves to sit down then they brightened, perhaps he was protective of her and didn't know it. Smiling he shifted his long cloak and a very large and detailed sword could be seen on his back, and some of the patrons shifted nervously because of this and backed away. Shrugging his shoulders at the question he yawned and blinked at then finally replied. "Perhaps a gold margarita drink." He quickly ordered and nodded to her as the bar tender looked at her, and he took the time to survey the people amongst the crowd, seeing if he recognized anyone he knew or might cause trouble for them.