"Its quite alright, you have nothing to apologise for. I simply find my sister's taste of trying to shock me a bit awkward now and then." Eeva smiled at Tehr embarrassed but smiling to him and Emily regardless. "If you want me to stay and eat with you both I think that I can't argue much about it." She spoke in a somewhat tense but friendly fashion, while Emily looked at the two quietly, amused. Eeva seemed to consider the question about her presence on the carriage briefly, speaking in a friendly tone of voice in return, respectfully.<br/><br/>"I am one of the most accomplished among my sisters, and I am the second in command at the House of Londinium. Emily is our family's natural diplomat, but I have command over military matters. The House Matron makes sure things keep in check while we are gone, but because Emily refused to take along a set of outrider guards on this journey, I accompany her personally. I may not have a sword at ready and stand here dressed for battle, but I assure you that any bandit that tried to stop us would be in for a nasty surprise." As she spoke, Emily nod her head. "She's earned her position, its not one she got because she's of a good family, but because she is good at what she does."<br/><br/>At this comment, Tehr would find a hand brush his chest, another hand brush his thigh, and before he would have a chance to move, he'd find Eeva in his lap, thighs aroudn his sides squeezing so it might have kept him from breathing right, her hands reaching up to grasp his wrists and pull his arms to the sides keeping them from touching her, leaning her head back and squeezing with her legs. The strength in the small woman was quite remarkable, though it was obvious she wasn't trying to actually hurt him.<br/><br/>Still, in leaning back there, her bosom was showing, the lovely bit of cleavage, the fair bust, and a bit of a rosy nipple showing, the brown hair framing her face beautifully in curly swirls as she leaned back so. Those firm thighs squeezing with a strength that Emily didn't quite have, yet their firmness was massaging in its grasp, holding onto him. After a couple of seconds, Eeva let go of his wrists and moved her legs down, laughing faintly a bit red-faced.<br/><br/>"While I learned to ride, I also learned the way of the Closed Fist. As small and harmless as I might seem to someone, I'm a woman who's trained in ways to capture or kill those who would endanger the lives of my brothers and sisters, a commander as well as a competent combatant."