She heard his plan, and nodded. Not nearly so direct as a revenge as she wanted, but... well, there was little she could do about that.<br/><br/>Lhurriel stiffened when his arm moved around her back, but she relaxed almost immediately with a soft sigh. Inside, she knew that what he was saying was true; but it was still hard to believe that she'd been taken in so easily. She felt something hot, low in her belly, when his voice lowered to a whisper, and swallowed, suddenly nervous. At the time, she hadn't known he was the Lord of Thieves, but now that she did, it wasn't so easily disregarded. Among the denizens of the Lower City, the Lord of Thieves was near the status of a king, and a much-loved one. Lhurriel had always held a great measure of respect for him, though she hadn't known what he looked like before yesterday.<br/><br/>She coughed softly and looked down, hoping that the dim lighting in the taproom hid the hot flush that filled her cheeks. "It is not so private... I simply wanted... to know," she murmured.