Listening to Ceol's response with a measure of curiosity, Renolf found it shortly followed by the white-clad appearance of another of their companions. Looking past the others at the bar, his gaze sharpened, taking keen note of her uncertainty... her naivete. Ren had yet to see the extent of the young woman's talent, but there were hints of it in her voice, her gait, how she held the attention of others. Without a doubt, he'd gamble that she would be a magnificent crowd-pleaser, were her confidence to guide her to and through it.<br/><br/>She had much to learn, really... much that Ren could teach. He watched with due attention as she approached, seeing her body more bared than the previous time of their travels. There was much to approve of, in that sight, and it definitely distracted him, for the moment, from the food Darius provided.<br/><br/>Given her ability to learn and adapt, there was a certain risk and danger is manipulating her. With time, and innocence - or ignorance - lost, she could turn the tables, and tricking her could give her all the reasons to do so. Renolf generally liked to stick to people's good sides, for a lot of reasons, and hazarded cruel deceptions far less often than he could have.<br/><br/>When she stood before them, his demeanor shifted to that of an appraising merchant or teacher, standing more formally and giving her a look that spoke of judgment and scrutiny rather than appreciation and lechery. Stroking his chin, he walked around her, circling, making her the circle of attention and drawing eyes to her. Standing before her again, Ren's mouth loosened back into his easy smile as he bowed before her, taking her hand and giving it a most gentlemanly of kisses. "<strong>You look beautiful, Sanora.</strong>" His eyes danced with mirth, letting her know that it was in jest as well as sincere flattery, if she cared to look.