Today was a good day for him, he always liked it when another idiot was chasing him with a mark, who decided to make him his enemy and now he just fought back

Her beauty was staggering and made him feel an urge to know her better. He walked over to her table, pulling out a seat beside her without asking. "Would you care for some company?" he inquired with his most charming smile. Perhaps she would be interested in spending the night together? It wouldn't hurt to ask, after all.

He grinned at her reaction, enjoying the way she seemed to be taken aback by his presence. "I apologize if I am being forward," he said with a shrug, motioning to one of the servers nearby for another round of tea. "I assure you I mean no harm; I merely thought it would be nice to have someone interesting to talk to."

He chuckled softly at her noncommittal gesture, but didn't push the issue. Instead, he sipped his tea and continued to study her features intently. "Perhaps I should introduce myself properly," he said after a moment. "I am Narsi, also known as the Magic Thief." He offered her a sly smile before adding, "Or perhaps you've heard other names for me?" There was an unspoken challenge in his voice, daring her to take offense or express disapproval.

Her reaction was exactly as he had hoped it would be. He leaned in slightly, lowering his voice to a husky whisper. "You look quite tense, my dear," he said sympathetically. "Perhaps you could tell me what's been bothering you?" His silver-gray eyes glinted with mischief as he offered her a handkerchief embroidered with his personal crest. "This might help ease your troubles, at least for a little while..."

There was no way she couldn't take the bait now; the challenge had been issued and accepted. He could already taste victory on his tongue.

He raised an eyebrow at her confession, looking almost amused. "And what makes you think that I'm here to cause trouble?" he asked casually as the server returned with their refills of tea. "I merely sought your company because you seemed out of place in such a grim setting." He smiled reassuringly before continuing: "But perhaps I can help you find your way back into society, if that's what you wish?"

There was an undertone to his words; a promise of power and influence. The offer hung heavy in the air between them, waiting for her response. Would she accept his aid and enter into an uneasy alliance? Or would she continue to feel isolated and ignored by those around her? The choice was hers to make.

He leaned back in his seat, regarding her thoughtfully as she spoke. There was something about the way she carried herself that made him curious; it hinted at a depth of feeling and experience far beyond her years. "I understand," he said gently. "And you shouldn't worry; I'm not one to shy away from complicated situations." A sly smile played across his lips. "In fact, I rather enjoy them. Perhaps we could work together to find a solution that suits both of us?"

The implication hung heavily in the air between them: Narsi was offering her a chance at power and influence, albeit under his shadowy protection. But the choice was hers to make; would she accept his offer and embrace the chaos? Or continue down the path of isolation and eventual disregard? The future lay in her hands.

"Of course," he replied with an easy smile. "I've had my fair share of experience in such matters, and I wouldn't offer if I didn't think I could help." He took another sip of his tea, savoring the flavor as he studied her reaction. "All I ask is that you trust me and follow my lead; together, we may be able to achieve great things." There was a hint of promise in his words, mixed with an undertone of danger and possibility. The choice was hers to make; what she did next would shape the course of their alliance and her own destiny.