"I can't remember..." she muttered quietly, resting her head on his arm. "It's been a week since I was caught, I can't remember where it is..." It wouldn't surprise her if her home was destroyed, she just didn't want to think about it. She wanted rest; things were too crazy here, but she seemed wide awake for the moment. Amora wasn't going to fall asleep with all the gargoyles flying around. She only wished she wasn't so scared, maybe she could find some way to escape this hell she was in.