Sonja stared at the man as he grinned, she noticed the fangs. Her eyes tightening for a moment, before releasing. "oh I handle both blades well", she grinned at him back, when he sobers up she nods softly. Grabbing his wrist she says her own name, if he ever heard of a mercenary band of Reds this name would sound familair. "Sonja the Red", she squeezed his wrist.