Through sheer whim, the pale woman had somehow found herself within a certain bazaar... rather. Kind of a small market, really. It wasn't as though she had required any particular supplies or such - she was bored. Bored and easily distracted.
It was a familiar feeling, no, more like an instinctual kind of sensation, really, that guided her to this point. And it was her cold, icy eyes that led her further, further to the form of a stranger, one with, perhaps somewhat similar, albeit milder features? Moderately exciting.
"Yes, of course." meeting the blue eyes with a gaze of her own, the woman curled her, seemingly frostbitten, lips into a smile. With no regard to common pleasantries and manners the woman inquired "Who are you, really?"