She nodded, and then bit her lips together. "Tyrion told me that you spoke to him," she said, pushing herself up to her feet. "Thank you." She is considerably calmer than the last time she'd spoke of it, and oddly seemed older as well. The scar on her hand had healed; it was far from smooth, the edges puckered and angry, the length of it still red, but it was closed. "And I did not mean to offend, I just know that no one is able to be trusted completely, and needed to make my stance clear on the matter. I appreciate your offer for him, Klaus."