She'd be flattered by some of the offers she's gotten if half of them weren't a little too direct for her liking. Not many people around here mince words with what they want and like, and while that may typically be a trait that Re-L appreciates in other people, it's not quite the same when it's worded more like "well you wouldn't be a two hander, with long fingers like that" and etcetera. Too much all at once only serves to drive away any interest she may have had.

"It was, yes. But I went in thinking that it may be, so no disappointment here." She's long and small enough - no help needed - particularly not if it's going to restrict breathing. It's all kind of important, in the end. Air most of all, ability to move second. Re-L's head tips slightly to the side as he trails off, a brow arching sharply as he moves on without elaboration.

Typically people censor themselves for one reason or another, but, she's too damn curious -

"But what?" Nope, not getting away with that one, this time. She takes a sweeping look around after his offer, as if scaling the room, the people -

"Why not. Though don't think my presence will stop anyone from offering you any number of things."