Her office has enough seats for everyone, at least. 

That's nice.

Kaz sits down, and they can get to business.

She's even more exacting and thorough, here. 

Good. Kaz prefers dealing with the competent.

Then this will be a mutually beneficial deal.

And, as they're wrapping up, Val turns to Kaz and says, "You know - if you're hurt, we have corporalki healers. They're the best in the world."

Kaz grips her cane.

"How much would that cost me?"

"Oh, I could call in a favor, for a pretty face like yours..."

"A favor for a favor?"

"I always like it when pretty girls owe me one."

"I suppose I can hardly not take advantage of that."

"Wise of you."

"I try to keep track of my advantages."

"A smart businesswoman, a pretty face, a competent leader, a dashing rogue... You've definitely got a lot going for you."

"Only the best survive in Ketterdam."

"Are many of them like you?"

"There's no one like me."

"I might need to evaluate that claim for myself, some day..."

"If you think you can."

"We'll just have to see."

Hum.

"You could visit us in Ketterdam someday."

"Sounds like a good time."

"Once the Fold comes down."

Tiny smirk. "What's your plan for getting back across, anyways?"