[ That gives her pause, leaning further on the bar counter while she looks up and processes what Luka had to say. Isolated, yes. There's no doubt that Luka is alone on the stage, in a world where he's surrounded by Segyein. Yi Sang, on the other hand... his departure from his other self, leaving his home behind, having nowhere to go, that's a little different. Though they both are "motionless," in a sense. ]

I know what you mean, [ She does, because she does the same thing to other people, though in a much more lighthearted manner. Teasing them, bothering them, trying to elicit a reaction... perhaps both their tendencies to do this is what led their first encounter to be so combative. ] At first, I'd try to get a rise out of him, too. But you both have.... mm, this sense of control.

[ Luka's manifests differently, into his showy stage persona. On the other hand, Yi Sang's control is completely spent on holding any semblance of feeling down. Both require a discipline of the mind, mental walls of a kind. ]