"Mmmm maybe it was because you were too busy watching jesters by the sounds of it," she teased lightly, knowing he was only trying to make light of the current situation, which she was grateful for. Somehow he always seemed to know what to say in the moment. It was why she was always searching for him in the palace when she could, he grounded her in times of great stress, allowed her to untangle her thoughts, gave her new perspectives, allowed her to feel like herself when she felt she might suffocate from her duties.<br/><br/>Stopping in her tracks she looked up at Odion, before looking down at herself in brief annoyance. Except... he had a very good point. It had been so long, years even that she had snuck out of the palace grounds with him and her brother, that she had almost forgotten what it was to blend in, how to act, how to speak. So swallowed up in duties, finery and teaching was she that she had lost the art of blending in, of just being one of the people. Not a jewel to be paraded.<br/><br/>Beneath the cloak she wore fine linen and gold that caught the sun. Not only did she stand out, she looked like some shady, sand jackel with this cloak as if trying to escape authorities. Cursing under her breath she took a deep breath and handed him the reins. "You are correct, I had not realised in all this haste." She didn't like it but it had o be done. "Alright..." Pulling her cloak tightly closed and her hood farther over her head, she hunched her shoulders a bit, bent her back ever so slightly and looked down, ever the picture of a dainty subservient female out with a male of close ties. "We had best make haste then."<br/><br/>Her hands hidden beneath her cloak she started slipping off her gold jewellery, surreptitiously tucking them in the satchel tied to Abraxes side, before returning to Odion's side. Looking up at him she raised a brow, replying. "Oh? I did not know you knew anyone this far out..." Granted it had been a while since they had properly talked, but it felt strange not knowing something about her closest friend. Not that he wasn't allowed, in fact she was glad he knew others and had friends besides her, Rami, and his men. When they had been younger it had taken them dragging him out of the palace for him to experience life and meet people outside of training and such. "Well I trust in your judgement, so if this Senu of yours can help us, then lead the way,<i>new husband</i>of mine," she said, linking arms with him. It was the only explanation for it, as they certainly did not resemble one another an for she could not be seen with a man if it was not her family or betrothed. So betrothed it was. They had to have a story for this Senu in case she asked questions. It would at least spare her her tongue if the guards questioned her.