Summer only blushed more with the masked man drew attention to her, causing her to drink from her glass deeper. Maybe he wasn’t a bad guy, maybe no one here was and she was just being overly cautious. Maybe she should relax a little more like she meant to. She set her glass down and swallowed, looking around at the others not as shyly now, running a hand through her bright locks. She listened as one of them spoke about fixing metal, but the way he spoke about it seemed, odd. She knew better than to pry though, smirking as he had banter with the bartender. [b]”Looking at that man’s eggs you may thank them for just the bread. Who knows what they might fill it with,”[/b] she said quietly, eyes wide as she attempted talking to strangers for the first time in… well she couldn’t remember when.