"Ryan?" This was... awkward. The thug tried to punch her, but she moved faster than he did, causing his fist to hit air, and her own to go into his stomach. This punch finally knocked the wind out of him. With the thug curled up in a ball, Alisa began walked over to Ryan.

The cybernetic implants on the sides of her eyes began to change color. They went from a bright, angry orange, to a soft green color. It would be quite odd to see, perhaps shocking.

"I am not going to ask what you are doing here. As for myself... I was going to go get some tacos." She spoke without her accent, and in a flat tone of voice. "Unfortunately, I was accosted on the way to the taco truck by this thug. He then called for back-up, which was unwise. Hopefully the two have learned not to try and threaten people for money, anymore."

She then ran a hand through her rather short hair for a moment, her eyes still focused on Ryan.

"Would you like to come with me? I will buy the first round of tacos. And besides, we need to talk."