Ohhhh, you're a noble, huh?
What, are you some hoity-toity warlord's daughter or something?
Not hard to be "noble" with how quick daimyo are to knock up any old woman they pick up off the streets.

[That snort gets mirrored with a scoff - but honestly?
She's starting to sound a little amused. Like she hasn't had a good argument in ages.
Even though she... can't exactly see who she's arguing with.]

I'll have you know, I'm not some run of the mill bimbo who runs around dragging her heels like a peasant - I'm a high class celebrity where I come from! My posters were plastered in every village in the country!
Even the Lord Wor had my posters before my friend slaughtered him!

[Don't... mention killing a man so casually?? That's not how conversations work??]