"I have no interest in theft," Khepri uttered, glancing over at him out of the corner of her eye as she picked another chunk of liver from the water. "If I had, I do not suppose we would be talking so amicably." There was a grin on her face, but it was more playful than mocking. Silver and gold held very little value to her in any case and she had never been the type to steal items for money or ransom. Perhaps it was her brutal nature, but she found violence far more motivating than wealth.
Khepri felt a keen type of pride at his compliment and thought to perhaps alter her previous tactic of memorizing the simpler name. Likely, it could prove useful and she had always been rather fond of those who had taken the chance to pronounce either of her names with any sort of genuine effort. "Then I have honored it."
Her entire life had been built upon the back of contracts that it had become second nature to her to offer them. Rarely in those she formed there was any benefit to her, leaving this particular one in a small minority. "I was born in Egypt under a different name, but there is too much power in it that I would prefer to keep it silenced." Khepri was more than aware more than a few witches traveled with the Cirque and she would rather not inspire any of them, by accident or otherwise, to engage her in contract for the time being. "Khepri I accepted for myself after a deity of creation and the morning sun. I thought it was less threatening than my true name." She laughed a little, a quiet sound, but honest mirth nonetheless.
"I had never made it there in my travels though I had heard great things. And any land who gave real fight to the Romans, I love more than any other."