Historia glanced over at the door when she heard...she thought her name was Miss Katelia and the....big...cat Hel...Historia shuddered slightly. She had had enough of cats for today...So she turned her attention right back to the woman that she had sat down beside. "Claire, that's a nice name." Historia said with a smile. She looked over to Miss Claire again. There was something on her that didn't look weathered, which was the sash around Miss Claire's waist. It was a really pretty sash, and it made Historia wonder if perhaps it had some sort of special meaning to Miss Claire or if she just really liked it. "As for food," Historia said, responding to what Miss Claire told her, "I was thinking of ordering some myself in a minute." She added before turning around to Miss Mysaren. Historia didn't really notice before that she smelled a bit...funny...and she was covered in dirt...Perhaps she was a grave digger or something like that? "Will you be ordering something yourself?" Historia asked her.

No sooner had Historia asked that though, did Historia notice that there was some music playing. She looked slightly past Miss Mysaren to see a  man playing on the little makeshift stage. The tune was lovely, though Historia didn't know if it was a common tune or if the musician had written it himself as she was still getting used to this country. Historia then turned her full attention back to Miss Mysaren, deciding that perhaps she would talk with the musician later.