[That brings back her smile, and she lies back down, releasing his arm. Yes, she'd been rather mouthy when she'd first gotten there. She'd been a bit horrified at first, sometimes believing the claims when people had told her stories, sometimes wondering what his hands really looked like.

But beneath that was always the boy that had saved her, who came back for her instead of just telling on her to Tante Heleen. Who showed her a home, gave her a room, and only asked that she follow whispers and slit throats. Sometimes, it had seemed a bad deal, like when she had to kill a man. But it got easier and easier.]

Well. You deserved it.

[He always does, but he also deserves some tenderness. Especially when he's looking at her like that. He agrees, and her smile blooms across her face. She's happy here with him.]

I was told to tell you I deserved the world, by the way. [She's teasing him now, amused by what she's remembering.] I'm a little skeptical, personally. What would I do with the world? And it doesn't really feel like I deserve anything like that.

[Her eyes flit away, remembering everything he'd given her. He must have spent a lot of money doing that. Could she really be worth all that?]