It seemed that Yavanna's playful stare wasn't unnoticed by Aneka. She blushed a bit and smiled. "H-hey? Is there something on my face?" She said and rubbed the sides of her lip. She looked away, for some reason she felt like she was prey being stalked, but she just chalked that up to some drunkness jitters.
While she was looking away, she did notice someone talking to the owner, Daveth. She couldn't quite hear them but it seemed that the barman Patrick and Daveth found what she was saying funny and laughed, although she did notice Ilia look at Daveth's way from time to time after the conversation.
But she was eventually brought back from her observation when Yavanna started talking again. She looked at Yavanna, studying her posture for a bit, she always crossed her arms over her chest, never under them. I guess it would make them look bigger and men for some reason like big breast. She subconsciously mimicked Yavanna's crossed arms, but her clothes didn't quite fit crossing her arms in this way.
She didn't notice that she was staring at Yavanna's chest until their drinks were delivered, and she found herself blushing quite a bit. She hoped Yavanna didn't notice, she might get the wrong idea! She may be beautiful, but she doesn't swing that way! Besides she already had someone in mind.
She quickly shook the thought out of her head, she was just learning how to be sexy and seductive for her own reasons, not because of some boy! Some mysterious new Lightning Knight with short brown hair and that damnably confident smile...
She coughed a bit to get her mind in order. "Of course you can handle yourself, but if you need anything, I'm here to help!" She offered and took the drink the barman delivered. "Thank you." She said and took a sip, although her new friend was giving Patrick this look.
I should pay attention, it seemed like she was getting to work.. She thought and drank her ale, studying the two of them and their facial expressions. Yavanna licked her lips enticingly, her eyes scanning the man, and she gave an alluring and seductive smile, and she never took her eyes off of him, keeping him locked in her gaze.
Meanwhile Ilia went over to talk to Daveth, possibly about the painting she had overheard.