"Sure," Yona replies with a nod, smiling easily. She loves it in here, the crush of bodies, the air that seems almost stale and reminds her of home for it, but she's never one to turn down company, and it isn't like there's anything in particular compelling her to stay. There are a dozen places like this across the city and then some, and she'll likely find her way to one or another of them later tonight or tomorrow or the next night. This is how things stay interesting: by seeing what happens and going with it, not trying to plan ahead or stick to some rigid schedule. She's never had this much freedom in her life. "I'd be glad to."