It was a very interesting show and it brought a small smile to her face which was more then she could really say for much else around this place recently. Normally if Tara hadn’t been so caught up in what she was watching and her own mind she would have noticed, heard, saw, something, of the man coming up behind her. Yet due to the distraction she was oblivious to the man’s very presence and energy until he was speaking right behind her. Startled a low yelp escaped Tara’s lips as she quickly turned to look at him, hand gently touched to her chest. Glancing up to see the man’s eyes she then adverted her own as she inhaled regaining her breath.
“I-I u-um…” The tall and darkly dressed man seemed to tower over her which made the blond witch uncomfortable, though admittedly he was a little creepy too. “I t-think that, um, maybe t-they have been. I don’t see any other, um, r-reason they would be here.” She paused, turning her head to look at some of the passing attractions. The little pieces she had been able to put together from reading others journal entries ticked in the back of her mind before she spoke again. “I, um, I mean this Mr. Jaroth seems to, um, h-have us for his entertainment, so um, why would he want them f-for his?”