She laughed at his teasing. "Surely you don't need me to boost your ego? Very well... you filled me up more than sufficiently, Amron," she chuckled. She ignored the odd look, the statement that followed. He was right, of course, in his implication that she could probably choose any man she wanted and he would come to her bed quite willingly for a night. But- well, she had her reasons, the chiefest of them being Amery.<br/><br/>Lhurriel murmured softly as his hands and lips made her skin tingle, and glanced up at him when he began speaking after a lengthy silence. She listened, and wondered if he'd ascertained her suspicions, but shook her head when he spoke of honor. "We both serve the Lord of Thieves, and for me, that is enough. You need not speak to me of honor - do you not remember, that I served under Amery of the Fountain District?"<br/><br/>He'd been one who punished most severely for breaches in ethics and conduct, especially those concerning who was a suitable target for filching goods from. It had earned him a great deal of respect, though no little bit of ire from some of the more unsavory types. Not everybody followed the Lord of Thieves' rules, Lhurriel knew... but she numbered  among those who did. "Why? Do you feel some need to prove yourself to gain my trust?" She asked lightly, half-joking and half-serious.