"Dear you never saw me as a child, what muck you have about you is nothing compared to the mud that I wore," she smirked and then gave a small wink. "Good, food it is... But always on your own? Thats not right," she said as she pursed her lips slightly. The thought of taking her on as a companion struck her mind. So long as she presented the girl right to her father she'd probably go along perfectly. Get her the right dress, and make sure she knew how to carry herself. The idea of being a patron had never truly occured to her, but with this girl here, it was begining to seem like more and more an option she could see herself getting used to.