Seen but not heard - Lee's escaped that fate. So much so that she doesn't even recognize it, can't imagine how to place the slight new quiet as anything other than an honest shyness. Lee's not used to being the older, or in any way the deciding power. The thought that this young woman might in any way push away from her because of her aggression is simply unimaginable.

So the name, then, is given with a sudden calm, because it feels like a new direction taken for want of a peacetime topic; not because Lee won an argument. "Lee Jheon. And you? I actually never learned your name, just your profession."

She looks back at the bar and the drinks that had been delivered during some point while they'd been conversing. Sure enough, both are there, her useless thief-guide clearly gone and left. At least she'd abandoned the drinks, because now Lee can grab the tankard of ale and offer it, silently and perhaps a bit awkwardly, over to the young lady.