She's clearly winded, by the end of the fight, and accepts the potion gratefully. "It's been a few decades since I've had to use it. It was the trick that won me this position, and the reason I wear an eyepatch, instead of being dead," she says, with a gruff laugh.<br/><br/>"I'll accept the job, under two conditions. The first is, I don't want to leave these students without some form of mentoring, and none of them are good enough to lead, if you ask me. Oh, some of them are good enough, especially for what you'd need them for, but they're not leaders. They need someone to guide them."<br/><br/>She waits to hear his reply, and, assuming he agrees, she nods. "My second condition, and my request, is that you take me to bed," she says, smirking.