Forest
"It's better than other's that people have tried to force down my throat," Forest said to Sakura with a shrug. "However, did you feel happy about serving Valerie before or after she Turned you? She wasn't that good of a shag."
Not compared to Mal or Elizabeth, she thought to herself.
She did raise an eyebrow at the second woman in full gold plate this time enter the room flanked by someone who looked very much like Bruce Wayne. Not the movie Keaton/Kilmer/Clooney/Bale/Afleck (and should have been Boreanaz, but that was something else entirely) versions either. No, this guy looked like as if one of Jim Lee's drawings stepped from the page into real life. It was startling enough that she had to stare.
Then Taro managed to stand up after leaning into her hand as she had stroked his hair.
Problem is that Edelfelt is a bloody mage, and a powerful one at that. Becoming a vampire just probably amped up her powers to eleven. And she's got protections against physic probes now, she sent to Taro as he stood up and wrapped her arms around her waist. She gasped as she felt her cheeks heat up again - Never thought I'd actually thought I'd miss being cold all the time - and pulled her close as he very oddly sung her praises.
She did scowl though as she took in the room. If she remembered her comic lore, and DC continuity was a bit of a mess, Damian Wayne, son of Bruce and Talia Al Gouhl (bloody homewrecker, Bruce belonged with Selina thank you very much) and perhaps even more dangerous than his father. Simply because he didn't have Bruce's rigid morals.
Then there were two vampire paladins, whatever the pinkette was, and the one Forest was most concerned about, Edelfelt.
And unlike Wynn, I don't think I could get my fangs into her to cheat to win, Forest sent to Taro.
She smiled brightly, held out her hand, and said, "Hello, Taro's over exaggerating the whole sex power thing. Probably. I'm Forest. Baroness Forest I guess."