Amira manages to cool off and collect herself as she listens to the conversation. "Accept my apology, my good man, calling you a thief was premature and uncalled for. These recent events surrounding us have made me rather edgy. I have not been myself in more ways I want to think of," she snorts looking at her plain dress with disgust.
Wishing to take her mind off her current clothing, she continues quickly, "I wish to help you, because I know your master's reputation - he is a decent and honorable man. The new vizier, on the other hand, has proven himself a vile and ruthless man. In addition, we certainly have a personal score to settle with him, no question. Gold I do not seek, but the book itself I find most intriguing. Maybe your master will share some of it's secrets with us, if we do help him."
"I speak only for myself, of course. My companions must have reasons and wishes of their own, but I let them speak for themselves."