"So a man with tits," she said blithely--yay, gender equality--as they walked, nearing the library. "You might be disappointed with fine manners out of me, I always hated the whole hiding-behind-politeness thing." Somehow, though, she doubts Tyrion's going to care about her manners.

All for the better. At his teasing about the aforementioned poor thing, though, she was expecting an entirely different answer, and her glance at him is sharper, more perceptive if anything, though it's also a little more luminous. She's known guys for whom blue balls were not an option. "Man, you know how to make a girl feel so special."