"Hardly, amor. You are certainly an adventurous sort. At least you seemed that way."

He'd killed a Nameless despite the warning to leave them be and had suffered the Captain's attention with a fair amount of grace she wouldn't have expected out of the cattle. She is impressed. Very impressed.

But he would never know it. "But I can't think that now, can I? If you are staying out of trouble."

She turns a corner and reaches for him by the hem of his shirt to pull him to her.

"Three guesses is how it goes usually, non?"