Dae Calse
The man across from him seemed rather tense for a drunk guy, and key twitches of grudging could be seen on his face from his state. Normally that would be a bit irritating, but Dae figured that he was being rather uncouth with this stranger, not to mention drunks shifted emotion fast. He wasn’t a very pleasant guy, that one. But nonetheless, Dae had a keen interest in pushing and prodding to see his reactions and test his bounds. With ones that looked like the mysterious stranger, it wasn’t all that bad of an idea; he should at least know what to look out for.
Ari stretched a bit at Shima’s food query, rubbing the back of his head lightly, “Nah, not at the moment. I’ll catch you later on that though.” He dismissed his friend with a small, content smile, and watched as he walked away. Turning back to the man across from him, he rested his arm on the counter and leaned down a bit on it, “So, are you really not going to give me a name?” His tone held little humor unlike it had previously, not really wanting to piss this guy off any more than he already possibly had. He rested his full attention on the man, waiting to see if he’d answer this time.