Natasha just looked at him. Frowning a bit and didn't like his reply. How was she to trust that he wasn't going to hurt her? He was a man and she was a Djinn. There was no nice thing like good humans...was there? She looks at him. Sighing a bit. If she was a normal Djinn that would be true. However she wasn't. Her magic was limitless and virtually autoreplenishing. He made too many points and she didn't like any of them. She didn't want him to find out she was an endless fountain of magic. She looked at him. Thankful? She was thankful he wasn't leaving her to die. She wasn't thankful that he was manhandling her. She was afraid of him but more afraid of those shadow people. Her eyes wide in fear and she didn't like this situation. She whimpered a bit to indicate she was afraid and started to climb up the ladder. Biting her lower lip and kept looking for danger. She wasn't sure what to do.