She leaned back to smile up at him, reaching around and pulling her hair out of its constraining bun and finger combing it while she spoke. "Personally, I think they\'ll question your sanity for desiring someone so much older and in such an unusual job, but that\'s just me. Thankfully, I have the advantage of being female, so I guess I won\'t cause too much embarrassment on that front, but I\'m a risky proposal, all things considered," she laughed, tiredness making her tongue loose enough to express her true, self-doubting thoughts in an unflattering way.
"Oh! And I\'m not just interested in getting my hands on your money or your estate or your... army," she giggled, flapping a hand negligently. "I guess that works in my favour too so... yeah, I reckon they\'ll understand," she nodded, smiling blearily up at him. "And either way, we\'ll be there soon enough, which will be a relief because all this worry can be sorted one way or the other, then we can start enjoying our trip properly."
Her speech concluded, she pulled her upper garments off in one smooth manoeuvre, unconcerned about baring her breasts to him when he\'d seen them plenty - and in brighter light than what their badly-oiled lantern threw. As she did so, she stepped back towards the bed she\'d nominated earlier and started toeing her boots off, dropping her shirt and undeshirt messily on the floor near her bag, preferring to deal with it in the morning.