Watching as she surveys the room he gives a slight shrug when she asks who he is, "Just a poor thief that has managed to gather a few nicer belonging for himself, not everything I have taken over the years has gone to a bad fence, there are other ways to turn a  proper profit."<br/><br/>Leading her to the divan he sits her down and with a smile asks again, "Would you like a glass of wine?  I have some here from some of the richest houses in the area...like I said, not everything I pick up goes for a little coin."<br/><br/>He walks to one of the chests, opens it and produces two glasses, fine crystal, and a bottle that boasts a label of years ago, not weeks or months as it the usual fare of the inns.  Handing her the glasses he opens a bottle and pours, an even amount in each before he sets the bottle down and settles on the seat close to her.