It might not be the right thing to say, if there is such a thing, but it isn't the wrong thing either. The words have the hallmark honesty that arrested Vex's attention in the first place. While she's sure Percy has his secrets (don't they all?) and far more than that, he has those parts of her she'd have no reason to know of because their association has been so short, he's shown now more than once that given the choice between an expedient lie and the truth, he'll choose the truth.

It's certainly isn't something she's used to. And it makes her believe in his reactions more—not that she thinks anyone could fake this kind of awkwardness he displays, but it does dispel any notions that he's humoring her.

That combines with his answer to send a ripple of surprised pleasure through her.

A silly thing, but—

"I don't know that anyone's ever felt the need to be honorable on my account," Vex says, turning toward him, letting their cheeks brush.

Her ass rocks against him subtly, tantalizing and very intentional. As though to make a point.

"But far be it from me to dissuade you."