Nah. She respects him. If she ever has any intention of knifing him it would be to his face so he could fight back.

Hearing her name on his lips makes her smile. It's a strange feeling. She's distanced herself from that name. That life... But from him it sounds natural. "You're welcome, Soldat."

While he sleeps, she scours the internet for any myths about tattoos. She... Doesn't find much. But what she does find leaves her with more questions than answers. By the time he awakens, she's rubbing her eyes to relieve some of the strain from reading on the computer for so long.