[A Sister who's fond of knuckle-rapping wouldn't be too far from the truth of her, although Lee's much more student than elder in her studies.

She's not sure what to do with that hesitation, that obvious pause of uncertainty, because he doesn't seem like he should be shy or shameful. He seems like a man perhaps new to uncertainty as a whole. The bow is returned, though, with a smile to match because there's something familiar. Not everyone bows, around here.] Javert.

[There's nowhere else to go from here except continue the polite rhythm they've managed.] And you can call me Lee. I don't...think I'll need any services right now, but if that changes, I know who to ask. [This does make him her only ally in the city, so far, other than the man she was already traveling with. That's got to count for something.]