Private Finished Victory on a few fronts

"Just a simple suggestion, think nothing of it if you wish."
Hah'en said, and her tone clearly stated that she would not be specifying her reasons for saying what she said. Adryan seemed like the kind of person to throw himself at and into things, at least based on Hah'en's observations. But they could also be false, since the man had also proven himself to be perceptive and manipulative. As often was with thieves.

"How can the food seem anything to you when you haven't actually tasted it or smelt it?"
Hah'en said with a huff and a hint of a smile. She was surprised that Adryan didn't push on the language topic, or ask where Hah'en was from. Well, Adryan was perceptive, he must've realized that Hah'en preferred to keep her private business private. And she appreciated that.
"It's not a language that exists in this realm, I highly doubt that."
Hah'en commented, and as a small thank you gave Adryan a hint that she wasn't from this world. She could share that much, since it seemed to be common on the island.

Critical of everything. Well, Adryan wasn't wrong, Hah'en had strict and occasionally high standards. But there was something in his tone that told Hah'en that he didn't think it was a bad thing. She acknowledged his observation with a slightly raised eyebrows and sipped her water.
"I appreciate you trusting my taste."
Hah'en said, and yet again the ghost of a genuine smile showed on her face for a short moment.

So Adryan hadn't just been bragging, his language comprehending ability was another power granted to him by the entity inside him. Whose name was apparently Nux. It had a name. Hah'en was now completely certain that whatever was inside Adryan was nothing like the spirits in her world. They didn't have names, and you didn't give them one because then...bad things happened. Names had power.
"...You had more petty tricks up your sleeve than I thought."
Hah'en said in her mother tongue, and gave Adryan a small look that said 'Well?'. She was waiting for a sign that would tell her whether or not he understood her. To Adryan the language would sound like a mix of French and Italian, sounds deep from the throat and long, hissing s-sounds.

Hah'en didn't know what she had expected, but for some reason hearing her mother tongue come out of Adryan's mouth made her want to slap him and then herself. She hadn't actually imagined anyone in this world speaking her language, and somehow Hah'en felt like she had betrayed a secret by letting someone hear it and then decipher it.
But outside Hah'en's eyes only got little wider, despite the emotional turmoil inside, and her lips pursed slightly.

"You have surprised me."
Hah'en admitted, back to English. She didn't want to speak her language anymore, not in a public place. Now that she had no intention to return to her world it felt...sacred, private. And Hah'en had been a fool to get pulled along by a momentary urge to see if Adryan could understand her or not.
"I will admit it is a useful ability, not a common one for a thief to have. But it allows you to better fool people of all cultures and ethnicities, I suppose."

When Adryan made a reference to their first meeting Hah'en couldn't help but let out a short amused huff as well. She was surprised that she was having dinner with the very person who had almost made her lose her paycheck...twice. Hah'en would say that she had sunken low, but she had associated herself with much worse people with very questionable goals. Adryan seemed different from them, in demeanour certainly, but also in spirit. But Hah'en couldn't be certain of that, she wouldn't be. No one was to be trusted until they had deserved it in dedication, blood or sacrifice, or all three.
"Interpret it however you want. You keep your secrets, I keep mine."

Their food arrived soon after Hah'en said her piece, and she could smell the meal the moment the server exited the kitchen door on the other side of the restaurant. She waited patiently for the waiter to set the meal before her and then thanked him in Italian. The waiter smiled, wished them a good meal in Italian and went to serve a group that had just entered.

Hah'en, in a manner that showed she did it a lot, unfolded one of the napkins that were on their table and spread it on her lap in case of spills. Her food had a lot of sauce, after all. The way she held her fork and knife and ate were all very clean and proper, Hah'en hated getting dirty and the way she ate and held herself had been pounded to her mind and body when she had been just a small child and later a teenager. During her time at the guild Hah'en had tried to shake these habits, to be more wild and unruly, but had eventually returned to being proper. It just felt more...her.
Though as Hah'en ate she took a short moment to close her eyes and appreciate the taste, this place really had good food.

Hah'en was surprised but pleased to see that Adryan conducted himself properly and neatly like she did when he ate, even putting a napkin in his lap like she did. And when Hah'en about to scold Adryan about eating with his mouth full he quickly corrected himself and apologized. Hah'en raised an eyebrow slightly to show her surprise, but didn't comment on it.
"I'm glad to hear you like it."
Hah'en said and smiled slightly. She was doing that more and more in Adryan's company, the man was good to be around when he was genuine and they could have decent conversations.

"You can sample my dish if you wish, I have already tasted the one you ordered before."
Hah'en said and did a small gesture at her plate with her fork. She didn't mind sharing, especially since Hah'en wanted to prove to Adryan that her taste was indeed impeccable.
At that thought Hah'en paused. Why did she feel the need to prove anything to this man? He was insignificant, she shouldn't feel anything like this. His opinion didn't matter, no one's did. Hah'en got momentarily angry at herself, but it didn't show outside as anything else but a moment of tenseness around her eyes. Hah'en kept eating and didn't speak while she did. Hah'en preferred to focus on the food when she ate. She made sure to at first eat just on her side of the plate, so if Adryan wished he could take some of the food for himself to taste.