Sapphire stood sharply, quickly unsheathing one of her daggers and slamming it into the table. 'I am not your hostess,' she said, her voice also containing no anger, but clear and authoritative. 'You are not my guest. This is not your inn. Right now all you are is the stray I dragged in from the cold, and don't you forget it. And I don't like hidden threats.' She pulled her blade up from the table, sheathing it again. 'As I'm sure you know, appearances can be deceiving. You think I'm some random traveler who just decided to take a break from the whole world? You aren't the only dangerous person around here, so I wouldn't push your luck, because I'm no picnic either.' Sapphire watched him for a moment longer, then looked to Teidra. 'You can sleep in the bed tonight, if you want,' Sapphire said, her voice softer. 'Sleeping isn't really in my nature, anyway.' She touched the groove in the table that she had made with her blade. She found it extremely difficult to deal with people, especially without, you know, hurting them. So she considered her letting these two in to be quite an achievement, or break through, for her, and she didn't like people pointing out her social flaws. She was trying, after all. Well, with Teidra at least.