<div class="floatleft">(http://i1326.photobucket.com/albums/u649/wigglebiscuit/Lydia/HumeFemale_zps9b0dc3da.jpg)</div>Lydia can't help but be enraptured by the woman's story. She's known, in some intangible way, that she was meant for the Dungeon. Her entire life, every since she can remember, she's known.<br/><br/>But this is the first time she's had any indication outside her own mind that her inclinations were anything other than delusion.<br/><br/>"That's...that's fascinating. Thank you so much for sharing that with me. I hope to bring fortune to your family, and freedom to future generations of young girls. No one should have to face the horrors of the Dungeon, yet the world has grown so calloused to suffering and humiliation that I and my fellow Contestants will soon face. Some, I think, would see the Dungeon continue forever. That is their wish, but not yours, I am sure. You are good people."<br/><br/>She hesitates, considering her next words carefully. It is tradition that the Contestants show their gratitude to the Patrons in some way, and she has no idea what Verde and her husband might have in mind. She cannot risk offending then, but she would very much like to secure a second Patron.<br/><br/>"First of all, congratulations on your pregnancy. I shall pray that the child come into this world successfully. Now, as to your offer, I would very much like to spend the duration of my time in your company. But necessity dictates I find another Patron. If you know of someone...perhaps someone whose ideologies are similar to ours, then...the four of us could spend what little time we have in quiet discussion, and I would be free to place myself fully at your, ah,<em>disposal</em>."<br/><br/>She looks Verde in the eye as she says this. Her heart is hammering in her chest at the implications of her words. The alcohol has given her courage, which is exactly what she needs if she is to secure her Patrons.