"Would it help to consider this a flagrant bribe?" Deirdre asks, playfully. She sets the kettle over the fireplace and turns to face Valdis at last. The spike of casual lust is perhaps inevitable, but it's also just that - casual. She owns eyes and has an interest in women. Far greater is a feeling of curiosity mingled with a faint hope. "I've been meaning to be in touch with our brave newcomers, and you've certainly proven your courage, Miss...?"