If it wasn't for that corset I wouldn't have received half of the attention did, which led to me having money to buy more clothes, so in a way we all have the corset and its powers of enhancement to thank.

MY SEXY CORSET?

EXCUSE ME?

New boots! New pants, new belts, new pouches. Do you like it?

Then it seems we'd make a good team, doesn't it? Full disclosure then, I'm like this on the road too. I get distracted, I take my time, I meander, I follow my whims. I don't look for trouble, though. If I see an unwinnable situation I have no problem backing out and running.

You can't guess? But I'm so charming- if I can't talk my way out of trouble, then I avoid it entirely. Or um. Stand behind a big fighter.

Aha- nothing miraculous. The sword is mostly for the sake of appearances. I prefer to avoid confrontation using less conventional methods.

No need to be sorry!

Is that your way of gently suggesting that it might be time for me to leave town?

Your reward for helping me then. Thank you, by the way, again, for that.

“Protective parents, huh? I know what's that like. Though all my parents taught me with all that was how to lie and how to sneak out. But uh, I can tell you that story after some sleep, maybe?”