He laughed. As if he were going to charge her fare.

"For a lady so fine as yourself?" he returned in an exaggerated mockery of the nobles he'd seen proffering such shows of flattery in the richer districts. "Perish the thought."

Eleven shook his head on another laugh, settling with a smile as they approached and the prospect of food inched closer. "That sounds nice, though- eating on the river. I could row us out to the middle of the water."