As Akira notices Allura walking towards the table he greets her with a warm smile. "I'm feeling much better." He answers though there was still some weakness in his voice. "Maybe not entirely better, but as close to being in a good state of well being as I can reach for someone who was just stabbed the day before." Akira's smile slowly disappears as Allura notices the fresher blood and doesn't even try to stop her as she confirms her suspicions by rubbing it off. When he hears the old woman's comment Akira merely remarks. "heh.. you know better then I of a good persons ability to perceive things it would seem." He turns his attention towards Allura, taking hold of her hand as she moves it away. "I know I don't have to hide it from you, but you were tired last night. There's no need for you to sit through something that cannot be avoided, especially with how tired you were last night." 

After saying his piece Akira lets go of Allura's hand as the old woman places the food down on the table. [i]Do you two still plan on leaving today as you planned before?[/i]. This was of course a straightforward, and more then expected question. Akira let out a short sigh as he cuts up and takes a small bite of food. "We're definitely at an awkward position right now, if we stay any longer, we risk being found. But if we go..." Akira glances to Allura passing her a smile as he does though his next passage wasn't so warming. "If we go in our current condition we risk running out of supplies." Akira decides to attempt to change the subject as he asks. "I don't suppose you know much about this crypt on the outskirts of town? I've heard talk that a merchant... or at least someone claiming to be one has been asking people to go to it."
"There's been rumours... rumours that a practiser of the dark arts resides within, arts much more dangerous then your blood magics. It's why the trade route has been shut."
Akira was somewhat taken aback as she casually identified Akira as a user of blood magic, usually such forms of magic were only known by a secret few. But if this wielder of the dark arts was using magic more dangerous then Akira's, and given its location there was only one true answer.

"So then... there's rumours of a necromancer. A typical breeding ground for their art."
"Indeed people have spoken of how they've seen things coming from the crypt but who knows?..."
"Who knows if they're just the ramblings of men gone mad from too much time on the road?" The old woman nods in acknowledgement of Akira's theory on the matter of why the story was mostly being brushed off by the towns residents. "Well..." Akira begins to speak as he looks to Allura. "We're likely to be heading that way anyway, I'm sure we can spare half a days travel to check the place over? Plus it may server to our advantage our pursuers may pass by us knowing that we've left town in that direction, could buy us some time potentially?" Akira wanted Allura's input on the matter, seeing as her way of life was simply at threat just by her travelling with him. The conversation had even seemed to perk the curiosity of the old woman, even if only a small amount it had successfully diverted the conversation away from when they were planning on leaving the town.