A wry smirk crosses his lips as he gives her a half bow. For the most part there was a decorum in society and the basic idea that killing over minor infractions was a sure fire way to lose support of a people. For all of them being under the Chet eye for the last few years, people could only take so much. Besides, he had no desire to steal. He was well enough off and hand his measure of freedom. He took took a cautious step forward, "And what do you care to know? Been a long term drifter in these parts... apart of the Enk, yes? One of those sorts."