"I may even help you return home." The words chimed for her, perhaps all had not been lost after all? Ellariya turned to Owen grunting the pain still seared through her. Though her mind rejected to eat her body demanded it, she reluctantly extended her hand to grab a hold of the water and bread. Her lips had been withered to a dry crusty texture. As the first drop slid down her dry throat she drank as though it had been the only glass of water she'd get for decades savoring every last bit of it as droplets trailed down her neck. Next up was the loaf of bread which she ate like a dog left untouched on a leash for days.<br/><br/>As the hunger subsided for the time being she sat up wrapping her arm across the rib-cage flinching. Purple welts were scattered throughout her body it was too much to ask to even breath in comfort. She glanced at Owen curiously as she asked "Who exactly are you? and what do you want of me?" She paused to look around, observing her surroundings as she did so. "I am not what i once was... and i am not worth your time... This." She paused gritting her teeth, swallowing her words. "This is not worthy of me.."