Bryn heaved a soft, but audible sigh. She wasn't going to chance breaking her neck. She had too much to live for. "No. I was hoping to draw someone out from my world. They'd know me as the sort that slept with everything that moved, that liked to use my feminine wiles, and maybe a glamor or two, to get information or things I needed or just wanted." Making herself bait.
She folded herself into a sitting position, using the pole to guide her down so that it wasn't a hard landing. "But I haven't tried to in more than a year. And while some of my skills have held up, others have not. And I don't want to break my neck, trying just to dangle a worm, for just in case."