Emma had a strong sense of maternal instinct and though she was only edging upon thirty now, younger women especially tended to have such an affect on her. She wanted to protect them from the unpleasant situations that so many had experienced in placed such as these. Emma herself had once been just a shy and nervous girl in a situation like Bronwin was now.<br/><br/>It was thanks to a bad experience in a dungeon very similar to these that Emma had discovered her dominance and had only surrendered it to Richard in the nearly ten years after the fact. Looking out for others had become an important thing for her, especially considering that she had no children of her own to keep a keen eye on.<br/><br/>"Well aren't we lucky to have been here on the same night as yourself, then." she smiled, watching the way her body moved as she spoke. Emma led the way out of the room, requesting a private booth when they found their way back to the social bar.<br/><br/>The booth had a rounded seat so that a number of people could all sit next to each other while still being able to hold a conversation. Emma was the first to slip in, ordering their favorite red wine and three glasses for them to share as they learned more about each other.