Approaching the counter, Valkyrie rested her palm on the mouth but didn't move to pour herself any right then. The gesture was met with an appreciative nod--she sensed no lies nor hostility from the beast as she was.

"Not where I was?" Valkyrie kept her grip on her armor. She had surmised she was indeed somewhere very other, but nothing further than that. Nothing about the setting seemed immediately dangerous but she never let appearances disarm her.