[ Akua very nearly starts at the strong fingers on her shoulder, and she tipped her body to see who it was that (dared to) touch her. Her lips were firm, a near-hostile look on her face, until -- she noticed who it was -- and her eyes softened slightly, curious. Maybe it was because she was pretty, or maybe it was because she noticed what the woman was asking for. Since Akua clearly looks... like not a fighter, the second question forced her to raise her brow. ]

I can certainly take you there, but... I'm afraid I'm not much for fighting in the coliseum.

[ A beat. ] Well, not unless they allow for magic duels, but those do get rather dangerous for the crowds. Perhaps I could watch you fight, instead?

[ A quirk of her lips into a smile, a friendly one -- almost flirty. ]