"Alright, Alright...I'm sorry" she sighed, fighting the urge to roll her eyes. She wanted to make a snarky comment about what he would have done had she come into town already owning a slave, but kept her mouth shut. She knew what buttons to press and when as well as when to keep her tongue in check.
"He's a young little thing." She said as she moved into the room and sitting down on the bed. "He's a hunter. Experienced with a bow. He and your boy Liam would get along. Puppylike in many ways"