A playful grin curled up the corners of her lips, and she pulled herself away with only the slightest of sighs. Lhurriel figured that she looked a right mess, especially her hair, but she would never have been able to hide what she'd been doing for the past night even had she washed up and looked completely presentable. Raymond had known her for years now; first as childhood conspirators, then as fledgling underlings under Amery, as lovers, and then as Amery's most trusted confidantes.<br/><br/>Shooting him a mock scowl, Lhurriel only shrugged on shoulder as she carefully scooped up her clothing. "You needn't worry about me, Amron... I think I can handle putting on a few pieces of clothing." With the bandages already wrapped securely around her hips, it was a simple task to pull her blouse over her head, then lace up the corset over it, at once hiding and displaying her charms for those who cared to look. Next came the a pretty gypsy skirt, with a few loops of tiny bells artfully hanging from the waistband. Though moving made the mark ache hot like the hells below, she was proud enough that she didn't want to admit it, now.<br/><br/>"Though, now that you mention it, I would like to head back to the Fountain District alone... without your escort. If I'm to be the new Rogue of my district, I would rather my first appearance be alone." She inclined her head slightly, folding up her cloak in her arms as she said this. "Will you bow to my will in this?"