[ Well, she can't fault him for honesty. The only tricky part is that she can't send Ser Gareth off for a coat or sweater, and leave her alone with Benedict--even if he looks pathetic enough at this point that she's pretty sure he's not much of a threat. So, instead, she pulls out her crystal, muttering into it, than stashing it away again.

Having accomplished that, she turns to Benedict, and smiles. ]

So, I've heard that you've been speaking to one of my scouts, Kithan Gandir. I hope that he's been treating you well?

[ And Kostos, but she's not going to bother asking how that went. She can only imagine. ]