The woman laughed through her hand. She related to the sentiment very deeply, it seemed, and appreciated the jest. The man seemed lost in thought once she composed herself so she decided to attempt to lighten the mood once more.
	"I'm Asuna, by the way," she said and reached out her hand to shake his. "I'm sure we'll run into each other again," she added with a wink. "Just - I'd appreciate privacy for my mind," she said with a raised brow and a slight smile.
	"Yeah, okay," she said incredulously with a scoff. "I'll tell her right away." She couldn't help but add a chuckle.
	"Yes, I'm staying at the Swell-Hotel downtown. But thank you," she said with a genuine smile.
	"Asuna, who's this? What are you doing?"
	The voice was unexpected. Terse and short and forced deep though she seemed to have a naturally high-pitched voice. A woman even younger than Asuna appeared about ten feet further into the alley. Next to her was an Espeon with a lighter-than-usual coat. Its gem glowed dimly in the shadows of the buildings on either side of her. She wore normal clothing. Her long-sleeve peplum shirt was, otherwise, fitted. She wore black pants and leather boots with fairly high heels. Her red-brown hair was thick with tight curls. It was tucked behind an ear and pulled back behind the same shoulder and rested over her other shoulder. Her pale green eyes almost glowed in the shadows of her eyes. She was notably short, but her hips and bust wouldn't allow the mistake to assume she was a child. 
	"Oh, Samantha!" Asuna nearly shrieked. She turned around with her hands over her mouth. "Uh, this is-"
	"Someone poking around in other people's business."
	Her eyes glared at Tristan. The Espeon's fur stood up and it lowered its head slightly. Its eyes glowed bright as it attempted to Psychic this man hard against the wall.