The young girl's head tilted ever so slightly, her dark locks shifting in the simple movement as she observed the man in front of her. If there was any one positive note about her death it was that the oriental female had learned to become more perceptive of those she surrounded herself with. She could vaguely note some emotion fluttering upon his handsome masculine features, as if there was some thought lingering upon the forefront of his brain that was somehow unpleasant to him. "Does she know that she's that special to you?" She inquired softly, her intense chocolate eyes staring at the man before her. Even though they had only just met, Chizue did want him to be happy, for whatever reason. It was perhaps part of her more demure nature, instilled within her upon her oriental culture. She liked pleasing others, even if she seemed eternally doomed to fail at her efforts. "I hope you two find happiness." Chizue added in what was perhaps a more wistful whisper, her hands folding within her lap as her gaze momentarily drifted.

The sound of his thought provoking lyrics, however, was enough to pull the girl's attention immediately back to the curious creature in front of her. "Hmm..." She commented simply, her eyebrows furrowing ever so slightly in thought. "Do you think that's something that can easily be faked?" Chizue inquired, reaching up to tuck a stray strand behind her ear. "I think..." She started slowly, genuinely considering the conundrum that he presented her with. "I think that kindness is hard to fake. It's something so small like....um....the way you treat your waitress or talking to a girl all that's all by herself." A small glimpse of a shy simper crossed her features at the mention of herself but she hardly lingered long upon the thought. "You'd have to be very good at lying to pay attention to all those small things, don't you think?" Despite Chizue's insistence, part of her was equally as curious to know his thoughts on the matter. She, at least, thought he was kind. She trusted in him perhaps far too easily but it was a downfall she was more then willing to put herself at risk of.

In truth Chizue was almost shy about admitting the prey she preferred. Her eating habits had become particularly taboo for her. Then again, it wasn't as if she'd really met other vampires other then her maker to begin with. Her chocolate gaze shifted from the woman she'd pointed out to her companion, returning his grin with a hesitant one of her own. Slowly she slid out of her seat, pausing just enough to re-adjust her skirt. She took a deep breath, steadying herself for what was to come before gliding forward with an unexpected grace. If there was anything that Chizue was surprisingly practiced with, it was her ability to be discreet. She made her way down the busy aisle, purposefully bumping into the man that was settled across from her prey. She heard his grunt as the drink in his hand spilled all over the front of shirt. Chizue did her best to apologize, taking the brunt of the man's angry glares and disgruntled words before he hurried off towards the bathroom. Chizue leaned forward towards the woman, a smile on her lips and from a distance it would seem as if she was just whispering some sage advice into the stranger's ear. Her lips were pursed ever so slightly, hovering just an inch above the woman's skin. Her aura was easy to find, largely due to her mortal nature though Chizue did mentally note that she was at least getting some what better at reading them.

It only took a few seconds to take what she gauged as safe, noting the fashion at which the woman seemed to tire, a yawn touching her lips. Softly the girl muttered yet another apology, noting from the corner of her vision that the man was already returning from the bathroom. He was clearly unwilling to let his prey go and that was enough for Chizue to make herself scarce. There was, however, a subtle difference in the girl, a wistful simper across her features, a springy bit of confidence within her step as she made her way towards the door, a wink giving to her vampire companion and a gesture of her slender fingers which seemed to say 'come hither'.