"It's not like I'm complaining about your manners. It's just strange I suppose." She smiled and stopped at the edge of camp to search again, carefully. It was quiet though, and they had seen no signs of other camps when they'd made their own earlier. She wasn't expecting any trouble. She shifted slightly on her feet, tilting her head to stretch and pop her neck slightly, before reaching up to rub at the back of it. "Honor seems to be important no matter where you are, at least for some types. But the measure of honor and what is honorable seems to vary from person to person. And honor seems something that is easier to keep mind of when you're not in a position of disadvantage. After all, why is a thief usually a thief, but to survive?"
She began to walk again, chewing on a piece of jerky for a moment, falling into an easy silence as she considered Rhocanth at her side. "Dreams can be nice... Sometimes they're really only memories that come to you in your sleep. Some good, some bad. I don't know if I'd like to be without them."
She saw the look in his eyes when he mentioned Falina, the sort of sparkle and couldn't surpress her own grin. She laughed, though her face wasn't disapproving in the least. She remembered what it had been like to be a girl with her first romance, and Rhocanth didn't seem a bad sort. Of course, it wouldn't hurt to feel him out just a little. "Yes, I can tell she's warmed to you. Especially moreso after that night we spent in Lothering, taking shelter in the Chantry."