Anne gives a abrub, somewhat unladylike laugh at Karloff's assertion about family.  She feels wired, excited, some of the thrill that she used to get from walking into a rough situation in Shadow armed only with her wits, looks, and Greyclaw.  It's not quite a sexual thrill, but is close, like the thrill of the hunt of a guy or girl that's caught her eye.  She knows that she's just stepped into something, something big, and it's not just a Shadow-thrill this time.<br/>"I was taught to be more suspicious of family members than any generic person in Shadow."<br/><br/>Getting a bit more serious.  "If it's worth anything, Karloff here asked me help to escape a bad situation in Shadow, showed up nearly dead, with this trinket, and I neither let him die, nor stole what he carried, nor refused his call for help.  So at least I guess I have some good deeds in me."  She gives Random a mock flirtacious bad-girl wink. "But then, maybe I'm done with my good deed quota for a while."