[She wouldn't call nabbing some supplies from a part-charity hospital being a hero. But she would call working yourself ragged all for others a hero, and not in a complimentary way.

She scoffs at the business with the blood (though not the potions).]

Stupid. Stupid and wasteful.

[And a little sadistic, which makes her wonder how helpful this place really is.]

But all right. That makes sense. I suppose I'm curious as to why you ended up at a brothel of all places-- not just ended up, but actively sought out. You didn't make your own clinic, you didn't pursue some other avenue or hospital . . . it's curious.