Silet took in Soanala's expression as she asked for mercy on behalf of the soldiers, before shrugging her shoulders.  "It would make our next meeting that much easier," Silet reasoned, "but if you don't want to get your hands dirty, I'd hate to dull your conscience."  She walked forward, following the thief's freshly cut path, her narrow, cord-like tail whipping back and forth behind her.<br/><br/>"Nearly naked?" she repeats, loud enough to reach the advancing rogue, "You say that as if it were an insult, dear!"