Ah, now this is rather queer! It seems that in the short time Susan was with Sagramore's werewolf counterpart, she developed an appreciation for his approval that has bled over, at least a little? This realization draws Susan up short even as she flushes, pleased. "We're in a period of surplus again, that's all," she says - not protesting the compliment, just trying to be as precise as ever. "They deserved a fighting chance." If she'd truly been thinking, she would have tried to sort them out with currency, or valuables they could trade for currency, too.