Considering hum.

"Or is that not good enough?"

"Depends on the size of the reward."

"Oh, I see."

Tiny squirm (and less tiny blush).

"Well. I'll certainly do my best to... satisfy you."

!! 

She really doesn't know what to do except blush more. (Bellona thinks about pretty women all the time, ever since she got her body back and discovered puberty like getting hit by a freight train, but she hasn't done anything, and only knows the kind of weird details she's overheard in the military.)

"Are you feeling well? You're turning quite red."

She covers her face a little. "I - don't know how to talk to pretty women," she says, giggling a bit. 

"You've been doing just fine up til now, I think."

"It got a bit more relevant..."

"Ah, so you meant you don't know how to flirt with pretty women, rather than simply talking with them."

"Ah - yeah."

"It is, to be fair, a more advanced skill- but one best earned through practice, I think."

"Not something I've had much of, before."

"You've lucked into a chance."

"With a good guide - and a good target."

Smirk.

"Any pointers?"

Well. Maybe a few...

A good break, and an excellent educational experience... Though they might have to save some of it for another day.

There is, alas, other work to be done.

Yeah. Important work. 

Like finding the Grand Enchanter to extend an offer from the Inquisition...

An... unlooked-for offer. What is it that she wants from them, exactly?

Allies against the Breach, primarily. Mutual aid, too, and a non-aggression pact.

The Inquisition is also open to mages joining, though she doesn't know if the Grand Enchanter will want to fold her own command in. And there's... Advantages on the Inquisition's part to independent allies.