As Gaius waited for a reply, he could sense a sudden tenseness in Evora. A moment later, she sprung into action, dropping, twisting, kicking up dirt and bounding away. Before Gaius could even properly clear his eyes, he felt the cold steel of a sword at his throat.
"A drink sounds great, as long as you're still buying," Evora said, a smile dancing across her features. Slowly, she let her sword drop to her side and Gaius sheathed his own weapon. He gave Evora a long look and nodded, smiling.
"Well, I suppose fair is fair. Why don't we go get that drink?" Gaius asked, gesturing towards the closest tavern and holding out an arm for Evora to take. "So, what's your pleasure?"