The Lieutenant gave a tired sigh, then drank some water and gave a nod. "Very well. As for fighting your way out, I wouldn't bother. Your prisoner is going to be occupied for the time being and I believe Master Kuthon will inform me soon as to how long your staying here. Would you like to speak to him over the comm piece here? I wasn't told much other than to keep you bound, fed, and well."<br/><br/>Nyri looked up weakly. She shivered at the phrase he'd used for her, but she knew that she needed the food, no matter what. The young girl, of about 4 feet, silently stared up at her fellow captive. She looked sick and tired but she managed a nod. "Y-Yes, please. I... think that would be very helpful, if you don't mind," she murmured softly, then stared at the ground. Tears filled her eyes and she began to cry softly. After a few minutes, she murmured, "I'm... I... I'm... N-Nyri. Nice to meet you." The girl knew this was a bad impression to make. If he wasn't kind, she'd try and kill him before he tried anything. The girl sighed and fell still again, her head aching.