Adora raised an eyebrow, and if she really cared about anything but herself, she might have actually been a little perturbed at the implication that all she was good for was securing some financial stability through this boy's feeble sexual resistance. Good thing she didn't care, because she grinned a little, resting the cigarette between her lips as she continued to listen and peruse and basically put up with this woman who loved to talk in riddles. Adora knew riddles well enough, but she had never truly enjoyed them, no matter how old she got. In fact, she was sure her tolerance for them had gone down since beginning to work here. Hm. Fancy that.
"I see what you're asking me to do," Adora sighed, taking another drag of her cigarette and glancing down, seeing she only had a few drags left before it would be gone. It was a shame. There was something incredibly soothing about cloves that she had never been able to understand. "It would be incredibly easy." It was when Saffron finally sat down and spelled out just what she expected to happen that Adora chuckled slightly and stood, flicking ashes again and walking behind the chair to rest her hands on the back of it. "Sounds like fun. Of course," She shrugged. "It would be simpler if I were his sponsor, but I'm sure I can manage anyway. He is in Inner Demon Control, yes?" The way Adora said that was far too delicious to ignore. She wanted him in her class.