The woman was most certainly not alone that evening, for somebody did approach, but it wasn't one O the Dojo's grandest warriors or one of their excellent Lieutenants, but instead it was a female figure that didn't rightly do too much in comparison to them. Approaching the location of Defaln was a woman, with a blue tank top on her slender figure and a pair of black shorts covering her legs as they went maybe halfway down her thighs. She wasn't equipped with weapons or armour as most people were because she wasn't exactly a combatant and instead just a relaxed person. Her raven black hair reflected some of the light that would hit it in the ponytail state that it currently resided in though she didn't mind, as her emerald eyes scanned the springs, until resting on Chloanne. Now she had to ask for permission to even be here, that was grand. "Yo, chick in water," she started off by saying. There was no tone of friendliness nor hostility, just sarcasm as per usual for the woman. "Got enough room for a second person or is this place taken entirely?"