Valkyrie saw her brother walk out the door leaving nothing but curt orders. Out of curiosity she looked for the note he discarded and quickly read it. With a sigh she discarded it as well, "great, now he's pissed."
She saw the group disband as everyone began going to their selected abodes. Maeve was fretting over the contents of raider splashed over her which caused Valkyrie to snicker, "I don't know, Sparkles, I think the crimson brings out the green in your eyes." A sparkle glistened in the gunslinger's eye as she leaned back, elbows resting on the counter. The sound of Solomon's voice reached her and almost immediately her mood was soured. With a faux smile she responded, "Sorry, hon, but I have a higher standard of living," Her gaze drifted downward before looking back in the eyes, "standards that I'm afraid you just can't accommodate."
She slowly pushed herself off of the counter and began her strut out the bar. As she passed by Maeve, Valkyrie leaned over and whispered, "I happen to be the only one here who owns a house. It just so happens to have room for one more of they were to be seeking shelter from the harsh night." With a wink, the gunslinger continued on her way, "just something to consider I would say."