Fresh meat hadn't been too much of a problem for her when she was out on the road, one of the dragons usually dropping a flank of something roasted or raw for her. It would take some doing to work with that with this man if she traveled with him, that or they'd have to give up that pretense and she'd have to hunt for her own meat. Or he would. But she did have coin; sewn into the linings on everything she wore. It weighed her down quite a bit, but it was worth it to have coin on hand.

The last bit of his request, however, had her frowning as she looked over at him. Help him? Help him how? As a woman must a man? Or was there something here she was missing. The quality of his voice said that may be the case. He was too fair of face and form to lack for the other if that was truly what he needed. "Help you how, ser? I am only one woman."