"Where have I been when you were in an armored skirt?" he asked, still teasing. He thought back on the times he had seen her in the Gallows, now sorry he hadn't paid more attention to that sort of thing.

"No doubt you would. You'd be proud and enjoying getting in on those parties we're going to work to avoid. Much better this way, I'd say. Imagine if I had been born here? I wouldn't realize what a good opportunity I had been given when you approached me." He cut another piece of the cheese to chew, contemplating grabbing himself another ale.