She would sooner see him go, sooner find herself a break from a
man that is far too curious for her tastes, but he looks at her in this
way like he doesn’t quite believe her and, well— there aren’t many
that can suss out her lies with such ease.
Just like that, he seems to have captured her interest, though the
thief expects that he may lose it the moment she figures out why
it is he’s so good at reading her. She hopes it’s nothing too boring,
though also has to hope that he isn’t a member of the City Guard,
as the last thing she needs is somebody like that taking an interest
in her. It would make her job quite difficult, and Denna decided a
long, long time ago that it is already difficult enough as it is.
Still, regardless of his maybe-profession, his words bring a smile to
her features. It is easy and pretty, allowing him to think that she is
about to say something so very lovely to him— rather than what
actually leaves her lips a few moments later.
“It is a pleasure, isn’t it?”
How honoured he is, to be speaking to this Amelie that Denna has
imagined up in no time at all. Never would she dream to show her
true self to anybody. Let alone a total stranger.
”I'll remind you that I never actually stole from you, though. So you
can’t hold that against me. Alright?”