"Ah, that makes sense." she said, noting the woman's living style and hearing she inherited it "I would be questionable of the motives of men then."<br/><br/>She dismissed her apology, and delighted in her nude form as she had her arm clung to, cider in the other (which she kept drinking of course).  She liked hugs, Petra found them nice... but she still laughed as the woman backed up, covering herself hurriedly again.  Downing her cider, she set the mug down, and patted the gold at her hip.<br/><br/>"I'll be on the lookout for missions from you." she said, making to leave "Keep in mind, I'll have certain<em>payment expectations</em>to be met if I do help you again.  Not that I expect you to resist... or complain..."<br/><br/>And off to the next mission, the Eastern woods her target...