Confidence was a tricky thing. In many ways it provided positive values like self-assurance and courage. On the other hand, it was also a source of foolishness, and Loretta wasn’t sure which it gave Erebus. “<b>I can respect that,</b>” she decided on, finally taking a seat with her company. She was reasonably dried off now, so as not to drip over all the furnishings in the tavern.<br/><br/>“<b>Romantic,</b>” she mused in response to his answer. Crystal clear waters, cold and straight from Mother Earth... it sounded storybook to her. But then of course she hadn’t experienced as much nature as she was sure this hunter had. She preferred to hunt where the population was and the more bustling, the better.<br/><br/>“<b>You’re welcome,</b>” she acknowledged with an easy, rehearsed smile. “<b>I take it you’ve been traveling for a while then, if you were so parched. This isn’t half bad though.</b>” She was half lying. It tasted just as bland as the next drink, but she would never turn down any liquid that could quench thirst. She’d known what it was like to be dry.