Eventually, Alanna will stop gawking, but it doesn't look as if it will be anytime soon. It's like a temple, she thinks. Some sort of glorious temple designed to capture sunlight and do honor to Mithros. It must be beautiful in the daytime.

Alanna is surprised, actually, at the delicious smells coming from the restaurant. The expectation that the entire building would smell of raw fish had prepared her for an hour of holding her shirt over her nose.

She smiles cheerfully at the server until she wonders if she should be more circumspect. Taking a seat, she notes the position of the door and turns to Miho.

Quietly, "do they know you here?"