"She'll need a front, anyway. Most of us have one. She never bothered, aside from Sapphire, and well." She grinned. "I think being a thief is considered less scandalous. Though I would almost pay to see Lady Demiel's face when she learns who has come to dinner." Finding humor in situations was a particular skill of hers, after all.
"Oh yes, we are quite the rare breed," she responded, laughing easily. Why be offended at the truth? "Though I would say you gentry give us a run for our money. Then again, Valendian nobility may have nothing on Ordalian in this regard, now that I think on it. I simply must tell you about the new bevy of merry men my mother presented me with." She topped off her tea, and, smile still on her face, launched into her tale of overblown pomposity. Altair would enjoy it, she knew, almost better than anyone else.
It was one of the reasons they were friends, after all.