[She smiles. her fingers brush over the tie of her robe, allowing it to fall open further. She's not wearing too much special, but there's a bit of lace visible.]

A lady is allowed her trepidation, my lord, Aren't I?

[she smiles, sitting up and brushing a finger over his mustache.]

Bravery, I have. I don't feel the need to test it. You're... well, you're you. That's all I need you to be.