Jorah sighed softly. This was the answer he had expected to hear from her. He had not thought she would accept the first option, and honestly his code of honor would not like being so underhanded. He leaned forward to kiss her forehead tenderly. "If an opportunity presents itself and I feel that I won't be disobeying your first command to me...then yes I will strike." Jorah knew there were some Dothraki in the camp who felt Drogo was unfit to lead them. It was int a matter of time until they all issued a challenge against him. Jorah had seen it before. The last time, Drogo had said Jorah could test himself without fear of death for loosing. Jorah had accepted, but intentionally lost to the man. It had built trust with the Khal. If such an offer were extended again and accepted...Jorah would be fighting very differently.