Allura smiled knowingly as Akira spoke of his plans; it seemed as if he was having a bit of a problem deciding what he wanted to as well. Both of their backgrounds and pasts made it hard to simply pick up a job that they liked but the angel was sure that they would figure it out eventually. "Yeah, that sounds like a plan. The 'perfect job' might come along when we're least expecting it." She added with a small smile before taking a swig of her drink.

The pair sat in silence for a moment, simply enjoying the atmosphere, sounds, and even the smells of their surroundings. Granted, it did smell like alcohol and a tinge of sweat but Allura preferred that than the smell of death and stale labyrinth air any day. After a while though, her stomach began to growl. The last time they had a decent hot meal was when they were back with the old woman and that felt like it had been ages ago. The angel allowed her thoughts to wonder over to the old woman, hoping that the people in her town hadn't turned on her for harboring her and Akira. She was such a sweet yet fiery old lady and Allura wished that she could live the rest of her days peacefully.

Shaking those thoughts away for now, she finished off the rest of her drink before turning to Akira. "Should we go find something to eat before going up to our rooms for the night?" The angel suggested with a slight smile. Surely he had to be hungry too by now; plus she figured that it would be best to explore the town more during the day before trying to go out at night. Allura didn't doubt their capabilities, she just didn't want a repeat of what happened in the previous town. Akira had been attacked in broad daylight, who knew what people were willing to do at night.