Re: Planning for the future.
"Stolen?" Lyndie openly questioned the Murphy's choice of verb, a wide smile present on her face. "I borrowed some things from the grim," Harp confirmed then looked back toward her new company. "And some more things when he was dead," she explained when Kiernan did his actual job and brought them drinks. The Irishman was not here to blow up her spot. "Don't worry, he got most of them back."
The lovely woman's question had, in fact, answered more of Lyndie's inquiries than she'd expected. The Asgardian with the adorable nose and high cheek bones was a Valkyrie - correction, the Valkyrie. "Good, I like being a mystery." Lyndie clanked the rim of her stein with Brünhilde's, "Lyndie... daughter of Campbell." She answered with smirk, then took a sip of her beer - eyes visible above the rim to watch her new friend. "You know this is kind of a dive, right?" Harp told her, eye momentarily turned toward Grasp to make sure he wasn't in earshot. "Probably nicer places for someone like you..." She teased.