She only smiled as she allowed him to pull the jacket away from her shoulders, shivering a little as cool air fetched up against her skin. Lhurriel shook her head with a small grin when he offered to help her with her clothes, wincing only as he pulled the blanket up to her waist at her instruction. She watched silently as he disappeared behind the door, his footsteps a near-silent whisper against the wooden stairs.<br/><br/>Some long minutes passed as Lhurriel's mind wandered to how much her life had changed in the past few days. A bittersweet smile twisted her lips, and she rubbed her smarting eyes when Amery's image appeared behind closed lids. And - well, she had fooled, well and truly, by Amron. She couldn't fault the way he had come to meet her and assess her abilities and person, but...<em>Well, I still have my pride, after all.</em><br/><br/>It was probably pride that made her sit up with a slight wince, perching carefully on her knees as she removed the remainder of her clothes, pulling them off carefully before dropping them by the side of the bed. It took another wince and a muttered curse before she was settled in the same position Amron had left her in, with the blanket pulled up to her waist, though now without a stitch on her body to hide it. Wondering what he would make of the change when he returned, Lhurriel settled as comfortably as she could in the bed to wait.