That admission changed things. Irene had already spoken to her Supervisor, and yet still made the offer? It also forced Deirdre to perhaps try to explain what her Supervisor must have said. “He is old-fashioned... I was foisted on him after the Collapse because I’d been vaccinated.” Deirdre explained. “So yea, there wasn’t much of a working relationship, and I’ll admit I didn’t try to change his initial opinion of me.” She had still be mourning Ben when she met her Supervisor, and hadn’t exactly been inclined to suck up to anyone at the time. “I didn’t see the point; I was always going to be just a photographer to him, in a position I hadn’t earned. I was only there because I wasn’t dead yet.” Unlike so many others.
“I wasn’t on the mission against my will really. Not that I’m saying I regularly volunteer for suicide missions. But I’m used to unpleasant jobs, and I’m not the sort to lose my head when shit goes down. Honestly, that kinda felt like it was a dream team... I could focus on the mission and Revenants on not getting myself killed and trust that all the rest of you were doing the same.”
How to answer the Vampire about respect? “The fact that you are asking me to serve under you, despite what you’ve heard… You obviously trust me, at least well enough for a start.” And Irene spoke about earning Deirdre’s trust and respect too. She’d never had that from her Supervisor, and hadn’t expected it now. But from everything Deirdre had experienced with the Vampire so far, she saw no reason not to respect or trust her, really. “I can’t promise to earn what your feelings… I can’t control that... and I’m not gonna suck-up to you. I’m not very good at it. I can promise I’ll do my job. I don’t always look it, or seem to act like it, but I’m a professional.” She admitted.