The minute the needle went in, Alisa's face showed a bit of discomfort, but then she appeared to relax. Her eyes looking like they were zoning out to adjust to the discomfort a tattoo can give someone. Her breathing was slow and steady, body still as stone. It was somewhat odd yet impressive to see. As if she had been trained on what to do to remove herself from feeling any physical pain.

"Oui, to each their own..."