Rose twists her hands together timidly glad at least Sephia had put the knife back in its sheath.<br/><br/>"I-well. My names Rose." She looks up hearing the arguments. That didn't sound too good. She turns her head and sees the poor siren. He was tied too a post trying his hardest to undo the ropes that were binding him. She resits the urge to untangle him. It wouldn't do her any good to get in trouble. She was already scared for her own life as it is. She continues giving glances to him though biting her lip. His scales really were beautiful. Her hand twitches towards her book wanting to take it out immediately. She doesn't though trying to keep her attention on her captor. Though "Sephia" had put her knife away she wasn't getting out of this mess anytime soon.