He almost said something dreadfully off color, deciding against it at the last minute with a visible effort to hold it back. He opted instead for the safer option. "It will be the first time I can say I'm glad I blush easily."

He cracked another crab leg. "If people who want you dead find us, well...they may find they've bitten off more than they can chew." Unless they were people of status whose deaths could be very inconvenient, he wasn't opposed to cutting down that particular population.

"It sounds to me as though we're in agreement about how to handle this." He pulled out a plump piece of meat from the upper segment, humming under his breath at how tender it was.