Eniko raised her brow slightly as the credits moved across the table seemingly of their own volition toward Starkiller to then pocketed them. "You don't look like the luxury type, and I promise I'm no stranger to earning my keep." She said, twisting her head to cause her hair to swing to the side. The young woman looked over her shoulder, a little uneasy right now after making the first contact and hearing his conditions. Living in the shadows these last many years had taught her much about looking after herself and having to work to survive in one way or another, but she knew next to nothing about what it would take to traverse the stars. Even though she did not know the mysterious forces that had taken her to this man, she somehow knew that this was her fate. "But I accept, your terms and the drink. You'll excuse me if it's non-alcoholic at first though," Eniko smiled at Starkiller having no idea just how different her life would become so soon after their meeting.