Loretta treaded carefully around Uncas’ line of questioning. She had a feeling that he would become much more hostile if he caught her in a lie. Clearly, he had more intelligence on what had happened than what he was admitting, and he was cross-checking his facts with hers. They needed to line up, so she told him simply, “<b>Like I said earlier, I’ve seen a lot of things.</b>”<br/><br/>The two of them were dancing carefully about the confrontation and she couldn’t help but break form. “<b>Are you one of those dwarves that believe women can’t take care of themselves?</b>” she playfully accused him, chuckling as she continued towards the door. She didn’t rush; there was no need to and giving Uncas the idea that she was running away from him would be a bad idea. He had plenty of time to continue interrogating her if he wanted to, but it was clear that she had no interest in staying to chat under the light he was shining upon her.