Despite getting her hopes up, there wasn't much of interest in the chest. The hilt with deGrey upon it sparked a moment's interest, lessons on nobility and prominent families flashing quickly through her mind. But she didn't have a chance to come to a conclusion before Ishmark awoke and spouted accusations to them.<br/><br/>Esperanza twisted out of the path of Ishmark's wild swing, light on her feet after a decade of dance and dueling training. Unfortunately, this left Katya to take the hit, and even with her own dodge, she couldn't escape the blow entirely. They were just going to have to talk some sense into him. So she reached out to grab his wrist, driving with her full strength to pin it down on the bed. It wasn't easy, however. Ishmark was a big man, with at least a hundred pounds on her, and struggled more the tighter she gripped his wrist.<br/><br/>"We're not thieves," she insisted, oblivious to what Katya had already pocketed. "I'll let you go if you calm down, and we can discuss this like adults." For a time longer, he resisted, tugging anf jerking his arm and testing her grip. Finally, he relented, and once he was still, she released him as well. Esperanza took a moment to catch her breath, calming herself, and giving Ishmark a chance to do the same.<br/><br/>"Apologies for entering your room uninvited, but we both have many questions. Questions that couldn't wait until morning." She kept her voice even and calm, and held his gave with determination in her eyes. "We had only hoped to find some answers."