Lon nodded vigorously in agreement. "Well, defending yourself and allies should the need arise is quite noble." Lon opened his mouth to continue, then shut it. He wasn't about to argue with a woman he barely knew about how best to procure employment. Besides, Lon figured that while she was addressing the man on the other side of her it was the perfect opportunity to try to figure out how the hell she had so far kept from baring her assets all over the table. He'd been sure that the deep breath she'd just taken would be the end of her outfit, blown away in an explosion of flesh and leather shreds, but somehow the damn thing had held beyond any rhyme or reason.<em>Whatever the material</em>, he mused,<em>it must be worth its weight in platinum.</em>