"Oh, I can smell more than you'd think. I can for example tell you exactly were you are in your cycle. I can also tell you when you last had intimate relations with someone. I can even tell you who he is...or rather, who they are. You saucy tart you!"<br/>"I can teach you a lot, but if it'll do you any good remains to be seen." She couldn't be sure, but she got the feeling that Steiner was in an excellent mood. She hadn't quite realized how frustrating it was to be unable to see the face of the person you were talking to. The tone of his voice were her only clue, and even that was unreliable at best as it seemed to rise and fall without rhyme or reason, cementing her view of Steiner as a giggling mad man.<br/>"You are one of the Prince's favored pets and that afford you some protection. But the Kindred society is a complex thing, with ancient complex codes and puzzling customs. If you end up insulting an Elder claiming ignorance won't do you any good, he'd be honor-bound to get satisfaction in spilling your blood. And since it will be his undeniable right to do so the Prince won't be able to do anything about it."<br/>"So you see," Steiner continued in a disgustingly cheerful voice, "it's quite like dancing a jig in a mine field, which incidentally is a lot more fun than people think."<br/>