"You still have your own roguish way about you." She smiled and wondered if there was anyone in her world quite like him. Nobody that she'd met, certainly, and that made her happy. It was always nice for her to meet people that were unique to the new world she lived in. "I don't know how much I'm allowed to flatter you, what with you ready to marry and Skwisgaar getting jealous when I compliment other men."