What's New Pussycat?[Amaranta, Ryo ]

"Me? Whatever suits your taste buds. I'm not a particularly picky eater. Burger and Fries? Ramen? Pizza? Go nuts. Whatever I do end up buying, I'll probably pay for, anyway."

The sun-kissed lioness waved a hand nonchalantly in response. Considering her nature, human food was consumed wholly for taste and consuming something that differed from the varying flavors of other hollow and anything else she consumed to sate her spirits. Much of her interested lied in following the woman out of her own curiosity, so any type of food was largely inconsequential in the grand scheme. Entertaining company didn't come easy in a town like this from the looks of it, and she wasn't exactly attempting to return to the dull tedium that left her spirits listless moments ago.

"Since you don't strike me as the type for idle chit-chat. Let me cut straight to the chase. What made you approach me? You're not the least intimidated by me or this not your first rodeo?"

Predicting the latter, Amaranta was merely curious about her level of mettle. She wasn't aiming to intimidate her when they crossed paths, of course, but it took some guts to merely approach a strong arrancar and tell them they could challenge and make things problem for them if they weren't maintaining peace. Bold spiit like that was always a welcomed trait in anyone met. That's simply the way she was at heart.

"Ho? In other words, that means you're willing to handle any problem that just steps into full view? Bold. Most who stare danger in the face usually ignore it or run off to avoid it, but that notion doesn't seem to bother you one bit. At the very least, you're brave enough to stare it right in the face. That's a pretty amusing trait to have, if ya ask me."

Indeed, Amaranta didn't quite expect someone to boldly challenge her presence here. The soul reapers and Quincy who typically aimed to maintain balance proved the usual enemies who ordered her to go elsewhere and cautioned her to avoid trouble. At times, some of them simply outright fought her without explanation. Either way, she wasn't quite use to a relative stranger stepping before her to lay down the law. That sort of fiery nature in anyone possed its own charm and appeal, and it certainly elevated her opinion of the crimson-haired woman as they walked together, her nose picking up the various aromatic scents dominating her nostrils. Tilting her head to the side, Amaranta maintained her gaze on the woman as she grinned.

"Do you think you could win against me if we were to throw down, Ry-Ry?"