(Lucretia's face scrunches a little, like she's about to laugh but is trying to pass it off as being annoyed. Despite the fact that they met five minutes ago, she can't help but feel a little protective, like Lup is her responsibility now. She may have a death wish, but Lucretia can't stand innocents coming to harm.

That's all.)

You have to promise you won't go looking for them. The only reason they haven't tried to drag you away from me already is because they respect the, uh, first come first serve rule.

(As in: Lucretia is the early bird, and Lup is the worm. Her next request makes Lucretia blink and frown a little, though more in uncertainty than anything else.)

You... want a picture of me? What, so you can show it to other people and inspire them to go 'monster hunting' too? No. (They'd be walking directly into the open maws of everything in here. It's the dumbest thing she's ever heard.)