She was dozing when she felt him enter the room again, and she quickly sat up in bed, pulling the bedsheet around her body carefully. She returned his smile with a lighthearted grin, sliding over in the bed so she could reach the tray.<br/><br/>If there was one thing she hid carefully, it was her surprise. It was startling, the uncanny silence of his movements. She couldn't hear him the way she could other thieves; in that sense, he reminded her of Amery (though, come to think of it, that skill of Amery's was likely connected to his being a Rogue). She also couldn't 'sense' when Amron was behind her or nearby. It did mean he was a very skilled thief, but... it was definitely unsettling, and made her feel slightly uneasy, that someone whose skill was so much greater had his eye fixed on her.<br/><br/>Picking up an apple slice, the young woman bit into it with relish, watching him with an amused, satisfied grin on her face. "I'm not quite sure, Amron. I was hoping<em>you</em>could tell me the answer to that question," she murmured. Lhurriel took another bite of the apple, then a third to finish the slice; she licked her fingers briefly before reaching to grab something else, this time an orange wedge.