As the man worked on her pour, she didn't give him much attention, her mind still focused on her parents and Tommy. Regret seemed to hang in the air much like the smoke around her. When prompted, she absent-mindedly handed over her credit stick and didn't bother much with a tip. She wasn't made of money after all. And why tip a guy for something so ordinary. If he had any sense of flair or service, she may have given him a dollar but didn't. Her mind was far away from the worry of money or the risk of offending someone, no matter how dangerous they looked. Hisano took the offered drink and downed it, feeling it burn and hit her rather empty stomach. She looked to the man when his expression changed at the mention of Talesin.

Looking toward the brute by the stairs, she looked back to the bartender.

"I am." Hisano said in a matter-of-fact tone.

While the man wasn't aggressive, neither was Hisano. She wasn't a fighter but her patience was wearing very thin, very quickly.

"A friend of Tommy's." Hisano said, not sure what to divulge. "He..." Did she want to get into the gritty details? Should she? She had no idea who to trust. All she had to go on was someone named Talesin. "Uhhh he ran into some trouble. He wanted us to meet Talesin here." She left it at that, not saying anything else for the time being. She kept both her handguns hidden, not getting the feeling she'd need to use them but she was still keeping her guard raised to be safe. Of course she didn't really feel safe. She had no idea what connection this mysterious person had to Tommy but she had to figure it out. If Talesin was in trouble too, she had to let them know and then go into hiding herself.