Coffee?

[anarchyarcher]

 Ako stumbled along beside the three of them, helped on occasion by Cain and Scribble. She humbled warrior kept an eye on Isop, but otherwise she seemed shaken and out of place. The gryphon's usual confident stride was replaced by small staggered steps, so much that she needed to lean on someone at times. 

Once they entered the cafe, Ako slumped against a nearby empty table, using it to prop herself up. The smells tickled at her senses, making her perk up a little at the scent. 

"Wh.. what do they sell here...?" She asks softly, a vacant look in her eyes as she looks around.