Not someone to take something without offering a trade in return, his suggestion pleases her. "We can head out in the early mornings," she decides, crouching to tuck her weapon back in its hiding place. She generally carries it slung over her shoulder and around her back but she doesn't figure that combining that with drinking is the best choice.

"You teach me the land, and I'll teach you how to kill things" It's a fair trade in her opinion.