"Ah, curses," she says, sympathetic as she remembers her own. "At least you seem to have all the strengths and none of the weaknesses. The demons that I am used to can use magic but are very bad at defending against it."

Curses can be turned to blessings. Strengths. Weapons.

She reaches the door first and holds the door open for Zeldagiss. Chivalry isn't much of a thing in her world and is pretty much confined to a strange group of knights in a far away land. "How about you pick the drinks and I the food? I am afraid I don't know much about the drinks that are offered here."

Well, if he says no he can just pay for Atlantean :D.