redwald & lex | the snuggly duckling.
Fortunately, Lex didn't outwardly startle. Having just been the victim of a mauling, or so it seemed to her, she nevertheless found herself a bit leery toward sudden company. And while she was determined to adapt herself gradually to new environs, taverns always found a way to cause her some strange amount of duress.
Even so, she had just ordered her lunch, and it would be some time before she was able to properly make her way from the premises (it wasn't fleeing).
Lex sat neatly on the bar stool with her hands folded in her lap, and she gave the man beside her a cautious sideways glance in response, watching him as he lit his cigarette. "Unfortunately not," she said, her politeness having worn slightly thin. "I am certain, however, that there are many others here better suited to your amusement."