She grinned at his excitement, which seemed to be quite contageous; "It sounds like Avalynia might be on to somehing, then! That's a damn good thing, at least- it shouldn't be too hard to intentionally screw somehing up, should it? I'm not sure about the Serenian games, but in most taverns, games like poker, Liars' Dice and even darts are pretty popular- none of them are difficult at all, if the Arcanist wanted to go that route with you, you'd probably be able to figure them out in an hour or so. Hmm... you know, that's a good point; though if you've got coin to wager, even just a few copper, peoples' minds might be willing to change." She was, of course, signing out of experience with how people behaved in taverns- money made people forget things, including fears and grudges, when they were drunk and cocky enough. But then again, whether any of the professors would accompany Val to a tavern and play with drunken assholes or not was something she wasn't sure about at all.
"It sure as hell seems that way, doesn't it?" She signed back with a careless shrug. As far as she could tell, it was like a slow-working venom; it usually took a few hours before it sunk its fangs into her company and slowly altered their perception of her; usually it started within a few hours, but in two or three instances before, it had taken a few days to have shown any real impact on the people she'd been near; but once it started, it didn't seem to relent as long as she was around. Thankfully, it meant the pair would at least have a small opportunity before things would start going downhill yet. Perendi wasn't the sort to give it too much thought: she just accepted the circumstaces to the best of her ability and went with it. Feeling sorry for herself was useless and pointless; the time that would have been wasted moping and falling into self-doubt was better spent working, playing, or learning something.
"I'd appreciate it. For your help, maybe I could do something in turn," She suggested when he mentioned the curse breaker probably being able to help her whenever her eturned from the capital city. She wouldn't consider it to be paying back a debt or anything of the sort, just returning a favor with a favor. "Help you try to gather information, possibly deal with an enemy of yours or your family's, sneak you and your friends some of the good shit after-hours?" They probably weren't the best suggestions, but she wasn't the sort that would normally refrain from offering some sort of assistance when someone was willing to do the same.
A peculiar stillness would fall as she reached up and scratched her head; forehead furrowed at his question as she pondered the answer- it wasn't exactly the simplest inquiry to formulate a response to, all things considered. Quite eloquently, the answer began with a meaningless little gesture that would have been the equivalent of a "hmm." "I've got a couple of repeat clients that come to me every few months, but they're only near me long enough to explain the nature of the newest job," Her subordinates didn't count; even though she preferred to work alone when she could and they oftentimes were sent on their own missions, she didn't think a few days' or the occasional week's worth of separation was enough to really tell. "I don't get involved in other peoples' lives enough to know one way or another." At least she was being honest.
"I wouldn't know if I have any associates from a while back, anyway... one of the many things it does is it slowly eats my memories. Just think, it was only meant to be a precaution," If anything, she simply accepted the fact that in time, she'd end up forgetting everything she'd ever known; but with as slow-acting as the memory eradication was, it would take a considerable amount of time, years at least, before that point was reached.