Brigid nodded. "Very brave. I'd honestly rather take me chances with a blugder." she said cheerfully. That she could deal with easy enough, but somehow the idea of being charred or squashed seemed to freak her out a little bit. "But also, it's kind of neat." she did admit. Wasn't everyday that she knew someone who was around the beasts everyday. "Alright then, so, I take it that it's going well then?" she asked.
Brigid ordered two happily. She was more than willing to treat her friend to a stout or two. She was happy for the company more than anything. The waiter hurried back and placed it in front of the women. "Cheers." she repeated before drinking out of her glass.