Ysaryn tilted her head again, watching him from beneath her dark lashes. "[i]Is that so?[/i]" She inquired with a smirk of her own. "[i]I know you are a skilled warrior, but one day I would like to spar with you. I have not seen you fight, really. And I doubt I will get the chance in this next battle.[/i]"

She sipped her wine again, her eyes moving to the window. "[i]What do you propose, aside from getting the relaxation you so desperately crave?[/i]"