"Yes, I will," Hild said with certainty. Like all her prophecies, this statement was made not by magic but by observation. Spencer was straightforward and earnest in his ways, honest to his core. It was not as if he had sworn an oath to her just now, but he would treat it as such to an appropriate, natural degree. What's more, she was the only one he had spoken these thoughts aloud to. Though others might suspect his feelings, she was the only one he knew would not be surprised but solely pleased at his news.

Hild laughed at his question and did not avert her gaze in a coy way. She merely shrugged, unperturbed and turned her coffee cup where it sat on the bench before her.

"Caught my eye? Yes. Taken any other part of me? No. As I said, things are different here than they are back home. I'm sure I could take someone to bed, if I really wanted to, but those that I do admire more than most..." Hild pursed her lips in annoyance, not at them exactly, but at herself for being unable to deduce what they wanted. "I do not feel they are interested in me."