[... She hadn't meant to say that part. In her own world, it would be obvious, and she'd never had to admit to anyone what she was because anyone with eyes could tell. But if she dodges it now--]

Unsold.

[She just repeats it, as if the problem was that he hadn't heard her properly.]

I am a warrior, not a spy or ninja who works in shadows.

[Why should they? What honor was there in that? And if it's one thing she needed...]

... Add my name. With all of the clucking over this, I will be kind enough to absolve the rest of you from association.