Private Finished Victory on a few fronts

Ah, here they came. Personal questions. They were inevitable, of course, Adryan was a curious creature. Hah'en supposed it wasn't all that bad there was someone near her that asked her personal questions, she needed to learn that disclosing harmless personal information such as what she enjoyed wasn't going to hurt her. Not like it would've in her old world and position. In this place dragons weren't nearly extinct, Hah'en wasn't an assassin who had to seem as non-existent as possible and there were no people that were to hell-bent on destroying her that they would use every little piece of information to do it.
Here Hah'en was just...Hah'en.

Hah'en took a breath, preparing to answer, but then Adryan spoke to himself again and did a poor job at hiding it. Hah'en frowned a bit and sighed.
"I do not care if you talk to yourself or not, so do not bother to hide it. My senses are far too sharp for you to effectively hide it."
Hah'en said off-handedly, it really seemed like she didn't care whether or not Adryan spoke to himself. She then proceeded to answer his question normally.
"I enjoy it when I succeed in my work optimally and truly earn my paycheck. I do not need to find further enjoyment in my job."
Yes, Hah'en's answer was bit cold, but it was the truth. And she wasn't going to share her doubts about her employment with this man, Hah'en would hesitate to share such information even if he was her friend and trusted confidant of many years.

He had someone inside him? That sounded like...
"So...you are possessed?"
Hah'en asked, one of the few questions she had ever asked from the thief. She berated herself for not considering the possibility of possession. Hah'en hadn't been aware that the phenomena existed here as well. In her world possession wasn't exactly common, but sometimes you ran into individuals that were possessed by evil spirits or ghosts or other such entities that needed a host body. Hah'en herself had been tempted by evil spirits, they had promised her power and servitude and new abilities. She had naturally turned it all down, she had no need for such things.
But Hah'en could see Adryan saying yes to such an offer.

Adryan didn't seem too pleased about being possessed, he didn't brag or hint at making a deal with the spirit inside him. Perhaps Hah'en had made a mistake assuming the possession had been consensual. But Hah'en wasn't going to ask; if Adryan wanted to tell her he would.

"I see. I apologize for assuming you were merely talking to yourself."
Hah'en apologized, it seemed only appropriate since the assumption might've insulted Adryan. Their destination was approaching fast, and after 5 or so minutes of more walking Hah'en stopped in front of a pretty small restaurant, that looked more like an Italian themed diner.
"Here it is."
Hah'en stated, and entered without hesitation. She held the door open politely for Adryan and once they were inside she habitually went over to a corner table, from which she could have her back against the wall and see the front door and the entire restaurant. For surveillance purposes. Old habits die hard.
"I already know what I will order, go ahead and browse the menu at your own leisure."

"Instead they will think you are talking ill of them behind their back and not even doing it properly."
Hah'en commented with a small amused huff. Many people on the island had very good hearing, Hah'en included, to Adryan's efforts to hide his self-speaking were most probably in vain most of the time.

"He has...quite the personality."
Hah'en said, slightly taken aback, because she had never heard of an evil spirit that was as...sentient as Adryan was describing. In her world the evil spirits were very one-dimensional, they were created and born to do one malignant thing and they were solely focused on accomplishing that thing. They could talk and be quite persistent and charismatic, but in the end weren't capable of proper communication. You couldn't have a conversation with them. At least Hah'en had only encountered evil spirits like that.

"I will be getting shrimp fra diavolo."
Hah'en said curtly, pronouncing the Italian perfectly. She had noticed that her native language had a similar tone as Southern European languages, so even though Hah'en didn't know any of them she could always pronounce their words like she was a native speaker.
Just as Hah'en told Adryan her choice the waiter came, and Hah'en repeated the order to him. The waiter smiled, saying "So the usual then" with a chuckle, proceeded to take Adryan's order and then swiftly returned to the kitchen.
"The service is pleasant here as well."
Hah'en commented nonchalantly, as she poured herself water from the pitcher that had been brought to them.

Hah'en made a decision not to comment on everything that Adryan said to himself. The words were essentially strictly between him and the...entity inside him, so it would be like commenting on a private conversation as a bystander. But Hah'en did allow herself a brow raise when Adryan turned back to her. Ruining what exactly?
"Occasionally I think being slightly more paranoid would do you some good."
Hah'en commented back on Adryan's statement, drinking the water she had poured herself.

At Adryan's comment about Hah'en's accent she merely shook her head, sipped her water, and then answered calmly
"I do not speak Italian. My native language merely has similar traits to it."
Hah'en felt strange about mentioning her own native language, and slightly fearful. Adryan might very well keep asking about it, and if Hah'en started talking about Ovaali that could connect to her old world and life. Hah'en and Adryan weren't nearly close enough for her to be sharing such information.
Perhaps Hah'en was too paranoid...