Sonja doesn't move as he speaks, though a quiver of a supressed sound runs through her shoulders at his words. "From your own words earlier he resorted to trafficking with an unmentioned creature to capture me..that seems grasping to me. Holding the lives of innocent children to gain a 'willing' bride is just a different kind of force then physical."<br/><br/>Turning her head toward him warily when he joins her at the window, her eyes barely cutting where he indicated, she does not move away just yet. Having had enough of people grinning at her, tired of passively reacting to their demands and threats, Sonja gives him an almost syrupy smile. "I am sure that they and their families appreciate your sort of ..protection." Saying such, she raises her hand with the intent of laying it firmly, but not really slapping, against Ingram's back. If she is correct in her assumptions of his stiffened bow, and if she succeeds, it probably would not be the most comfortable experiance for him.