Petra's ears picked up the men trying to convince the woman about spending some coin on some sort of 'expedition' but from the sounds of it, she wasn't too eager. "There's guaranteed profit. My friend and I will put our names at stake about this." "And if you are wrong, you lose your flimsy reputation as explorers. I, on the other hand, will lose a fortune on your little 'games'. I am not interested in this 'island off the coast' that you speak of, as I have not heard of such before except in old faery tales. The sea with the mist is not a place to start crossing for a faery tale."<br/><br/>The conversation did seem to keep going, but as Saja and Dove and the gnome woman looked at her the three of them seemed quite expectant and curious. "Oh, of course, just a moment." Saja turned to go, with the gnome already holding a cup of milk-like white drink, Dove nodding and speaking up a little. "Just a bit of honeymead too." She waited then, looking at Petra at the talk. "Ohhh? I have some friends that might be curious to meet you but I think they all feel a little more private, and ... she as well? I can't imagine her taking your ..." Dove blushed up.<br/><br/>The gnomish woman, however, simply smirked and shrug. "It just means I have to sit on a pillow for a while afterwards." She showed her tongue at Dove who looked scandalized at the implications.