She grinned, sipping her drink and nodding. "I don't believe I've tried that one, but I'll keep it in mind. Maybe that'll be the next round." She winked at him, then turned on her barstool, tucking her legs under the bar. She smirked at the fact that he had a high alcohol tolerance. "Good, that'll make it more interesting. This is going to be an expensive night, I think." She sipped on her drink again, letting her eyes scan down the bar. Again, she noticed the man watching the two of them, and she let her gaze linger for a moment. He seemed unable to sit still, quick fidgets happening that would've gone unnoticed to the normal, human eye. Aurora lifted a brow, then turned back to Shiro, giving him her full attention. "I can imagine. It's probably something like when I try to specifically focus light somewhere. It's a hell of a lot harder than it sounds to be a mutant flashlight."
Nodding as he said he'd only been in Switzerland when he was younger, Aurora listened to him as he continued about his sister. "Ah, yes. Well, Jean-Paul is quite irritating at times. He can be incredibly overprotective. He's always assuming I need a knight in shining armor to defend my honor, but sometimes, my honor is well beyond defending." She grinned, letting her chin rest into her upturned palm as her elbow rested on the table. Her fingers grasped her straw, and she spun the ice in her glass slowly. "The polar bear was more surprised than I was when I punched him. He yelped, ran away, then stalked the cabin I was camped out in for about a week. It kind of hurt getting supplies in. And I punched him because he'd been playing with a half-dead seal for about an hour instead of just eating the damned thing, and I got tired of listening to the poor thing crying." The sad part of the story was that she ended up having to put the seal out of it's misery. But the polar bear still ate well. "Not a lot happens in Alaska when you're stuck there, trying to find someone who doesn't want to be found."