It should probably worry her how easy it's been to just let go of her obligations and start... not enjoying herself, that would be a stretch, but at least not hating it in Exsilium, treating it more like a vacation than a kidnapping. It's probably just a side effect of actually being able to sleep. Regardless of the reason, it means she's actually relaxing a little, searching for a bar just to have somewhere to drink and surround herself with people rather than specifically needing the comfort of alcohol. It means she wears the Sphinx's face, Max's face, instead bothering with a fake one.

The tavern she finds herself in seems to be in good spirits, and it doesn't take her more than a few seconds to locate the source of it, namely the back table where a game of cards seems to be happening. For a moment, she wavers, wondering whether it's a good idea to be somewhere so lively, but-- It can hardly hurt, so she weaves her way through the small crowd, ordering herself a scotch from the bar and once it's in her hand, she heads to the back of the tavern, to the table. She doesn't say anything at first, simply watching the card game that's in progress, taking stock of - well, everything, deciding how to proceed.