He found nothing, he was just pulling your leg

He turns around with a mischievous grin on his face. "You're clean!" He begins laughing, you however did not find this amusing.

"You dog!" You yell.

"Do not scare Sanna like that! This one is already on edge!" You yell, getting closer to him.

"Relax miss, just trying to lighten the mood." He say's sliding his dagger back into his boot.

You are fuming, this Imperial needs to learn the appropriate time to make jokes, you step closer and closer to him, still yelling.

"This one has gone through too much for these games! She thought that she was going to rot in some Imperial dungeon for crimes she didn't commit!"

The Imperial still smirks, he puts his hands up like he's trying to calm you down, you aren't having any of it.

"This one came here to live better, to prosper, to be happy, to escape the underworld life! Sanna does not appreciate these jokes!" You yell, standing close to the Imperial now.

You didn't care what came out of your mouth, you've been through too much trying to get into Cyrodiil, and for this dog to think he can treat it all as a joke makes you feel sick. The Imperial starts backing away, no longer smirking.

"Miss, I meant no harm by it, I was just trying to lighten the mood around here is all." He tells you, hands still up.

"You think jeopardizing Sanna's future will lighten the mood?! You are a fool, an immature fool!" You get mere inches away from him, looking up at his face you realize just how tall this man was, or rather, how short you are.

He appears worried now, but you don't care, you're going to get this message across to this meathead Imperial fool.

You push your finger against his chest. "You expect Sanna to laugh? You know nothing of what Sanna has been through! Nothing! Imperial dog!."

He puts his hands back down.

"I-I'm sorry miss, I didn't think you would take such offense to it." He say's, legitimate regret in his voice.

"You didn't think, of course you didn't you meathead! Argh!"

You turn around and sit down next to the campfire, scowling as you try starting another fire.

The Legionnaire removes his helmet, wiping the sweat off of his brow and letting out a sigh.

"Miss I-" You ignore him

He slowly walks over to the opposite side of the campfire sitting down facing you.

"Miss-" You interrupt him.

"What, are you going to take Sanna in for illegally crossing the border? I figured, let Sanna eat first at least, you dog!." You say, tears beginning to well up in your eyes.