Rhone laughed. "Impulsive... impulsive sounds about right." His gaze ticked down to her twined fingers, and he chuckled again. "I can't imagine you without the training. You'd have dragged me to the Alienage by the ear." He wondered whose company she kept, or was forced to keep, to keep her impulses in check. He couldn't recall anyone by her side at the Minotaur. Maybe that was her time away.