She watched the face he made when he bit into the bread. It made her smile, glad it wasn't just her palate that found it distasteful. Spoiled taste or not, it seemed that the ale and bread really were quite awful.

His question made her smile widen. "I've something sharp and pointy that I know which end to stick in someone if needs be." She didn't mention her 'guard', since it would neither be believed nor a very wise move when trying to not be discovered. "If bandits are wise, they'll let me pass unharmed."