"I'm going to guess the words he used to describe<em>me</em>were<em>that pink haired wolf dyke</em>," Skye quipped with a derisive smirk.<br/><br/>The description Sarah gave of Dutch lined up with past experience, though, and not in a way that was obvious bait. So Skye pushed herself out of her lean and into a proper stand as she looked towards the Mare.<br/><br/>"Alright. So. What exactly did you get yourself into that you need the help of a goon like Dutch? Or a brute like me?"<br/><br/>The tone in Skye's voice had changed; before it was all snark and dismissive, but now the Mare had her attention. She was more than willing to hear this woman out.