Coconut Grove a bitter payment for many bloody deeds

Not to do; simply to show.  She considered telling him to shove it and moving on; this was as usual.  But also as usual, she did not.  Your growing soft, a voice in her said.  But she'd always been soft when she wanted to be.  When it didn't put her out to be, that is.

And one never knew when a favor could come in handy.  She stared a minute, then glanced in the direction she'd been going.  She had no real aim in mind anyway; just to scout a new hunting spot, and who knew? Perhaps this place was crawling with fish and whatnot.

"Alright," she finally finished, a tad reluctant but willing.  "Where are ye practice-wise?  Ok level or how-the-fuck-even level?"  If he had never done it before she'd start with the basics, otherwise maybe by watching he could gain a better insight.  Her manner of speaking at least warmed a bit once she'd made the decision to stick around - always be a cold bitch so you can walk away, but she wasn't gonna earn herself a good favor if she kept it up.