"No, I'm not really sure of anything when it comes to you or any of this, to be quite honest. Except that I've no doubt gotten myself into a heck of a situation." she shrugged. "A wise witch once told me,<span style="font-style: italic">Beth sy'n cael ei wneud yn ni ellir ei dadwneud</span>, what is done cannot be undone. I can't change what I did and even if I could, I don't think I would, so there's little point in dwelling on it." she smiled a little, resting her elbows heavily on her knees and interlacing her fingers before resting her chin on the back of her hands. "Yes, well, you're welcome." she replied, glancing toward the window thoughtfully.<br/><br/>She returned her gaze to him when he spoke again. "I know." she replied in a gentle, surprisingly calm voice, a thoughtful undertone coloring her words. There was only one place that she knew that she would be safe from him, but safe was a relative tone, for she would be trading one enemy for the company of another, and she had no desire to go back to that place. They would take her back, likely without harming her, but that sanctuary would come with a cost, one which she was not willing to pay. "I imagine it is only a matter of time." she replied somewhat distantly. "The question now is what can be done to fix the predicament in which we find ourselves?" She asked thoughtfully, but didn't truly expect an answer, at least not at this very moment.<br/><br/>"Perhaps, but it is what it is, and I don't regret having been blessed with kindness any more than I regret saving your life." she shrugged. Every action had it's consequences. She was willing to accept whatever consequences might come of her's. She followed his eyes to the clock on the wall. She couldn't stay here forever. Her ward would hold, unless those that chased him happened to have a more powerful witch who happened to be smart enough to figure out what wards were used and how those wards had been placed, in order to undo them. That seemed unlikely to happen any time soon, especially considering that she had a particular knack for protective enchantments, but nevertheless, she couldn't stay locked up in here forever. She could ward an object that could be carried with her for protection, or use protective charms that could protect them to some degree, but portable wards were smaller and less powerful than the one on her house. At any rate, they would still be useful and effective enough for their purposes.<br/><br/>She waved off his next words and stared across at him. "You don't owe me anything. I didn't save your life in order to gain anything." she replied and tilted her head thoughtfully to the latter. "I wouldn't let you do that even if you were foolish enough to wish it. I don't fancy having that kind of control over someone." she shrugged. "However, I won't deny your assistance in this situation, should you wish to offer it. It appears that I might need whatever help I can get."