Her comment went entirely over Tiberius' head. He raised an eyebrow at her as if challenging her to explain herself. The fact that she was apparently on the verge of laughter was not a mark in her favor, because he trusted her sense of humor less than he would have trusted the virtue of a prostitute. Before he could respond, however, he realized that it wasn't just her who had reacted to something. A pair of women behind her were staring at him, one of them with mouth agape. So Antigone wasn't just trying to get him riled for no reason — or if she was, she'd planned it out very far in advance and enlisted the help of lackeys, which didn't seem reasonable.

"What?" he demanded, wanting to shirk back from the looks but not sure how to do so when he wasn't even sure what they were looking at.