Silk smiled as she caught him glance at the gold that she was counting but carried on as he talked, humming a little tune that denoted her rapidly growing good mood. [b][colour=gold]“There’s a lot of that around these days, people running away from their ‘responsibilities’. Oh, don’t look at me like that I’m not judging you, who am I to judge. Live and let live and all that,”[/colour][/b] she said in a pleasant, conversational tone as she started building little golden towers out of her ill-gotten gains. She pushed a small tower toward him. [b][colour=gold]“For your trouble,”[/colour][/b] she said offering no explanation as to which particular trouble she was referring. Having counted her coin she put in back out of sight, save for a few lesser coins that she left sat on the counter, mostly silver with some copper.

[b][colour=gold]“I didn’t realize that you could just ‘stop’ being a nobleman, that must be convenient, wish I could pull that off sometimes,”[/colour][/b] she said with some curiosity as she started to roll one of the silver pieces under her index finger backwards and forwards. He seemed to have, in his own words, a romanticised view of what is was that she did. Well, there was no need to burst that particular bubble was there? [b][colour=gold]“I’m here more by accident then by choice, I was planning on making for the capital, I have friends there that I need to talk with see? Only wouldn’t you know it but not even two days into my trip I find that ‘someone’ has been told where I would be. A most peculiar thing,”[/colour][/b] she said as she kept her ears fixed on the barkeeper, who had wandered much too far away from paying customers for her liking.