The bar man puts in the order for some noodles before he brings Rian another glass of champagne. She looks at Jiryuko with peaked interest. "Items like what?"
Rian leans back incredulously, letting out a surprised "Whoa!" when the doors are taken out. Rian looks back toward Jiryuko, eying the war fan in awe. "That's... incredible!"
Embarrassingly, Rian falls off of the stool she was sitting on, trying to lift the fan in her hands. She laughs out loud. "I won't! I'll... just have to get used to carrying this thing." She returns to sitting on the stool right as Jiryuko's noodles arrive.
Rian looks quizzically at Jiryuko as he finishes his food and the dishes with it, wondering how he just did that. But then, she focuses on the fan in her hands. "I'll have to train with it too," she says.
Rian scratches the back of her head sheepishly. "Uh, that's not really what I meant." She smiles. "Alright, I'm from Cold Mountain." She nods at him in return. "Konoha, eh? And what does it mean to be an Uchiha? Is that your family?"
Rian giggles and nods. "Yeah. All the time, actually." She places her chin on her hand, looking at Jiryuko. "I see. That's interesting. I saw how your eyes were red earlier. That's common among the Uchiha then?"
"... From a normal point of view I'm evil for what I did to get my eyes like this.. Killing you closest friend then taking the eyes of your brother is no good deed."
"You..." Rian's eyes widen once more as a hand goes to her mouth. "You had to do those things... just for power?" She drops her hand and looks away a bit. "So it seems."
"Jiryuko..." Rian watches him as he moves away and looks up as he floats to the ceiling. She then glances down at the fan he had given her and then back up again. "How did you friend die?"
Akihiko disquieted, sat on the beams.. Pondering about Jiryuko and Rian's 'little' conversation.. Apparently he had just heared the whole of it.. By an accident, he was having a nap.