"...Yeah, you're not wrong."

Although she had to wonder where he was going with that open-ended statement. Rinoa suspected it was a veiled offer and she wasn't sure she knew him well enough to accept that invitation. She would have liked to accept it.

Her weight shifted and she settled a hand atop her hip. "I don't even know where one would practise that kind of thing. Don't suppose you have any ideas in that pretty head of yours."