Ester turned back to look at the other elf, climbing up onto the carriage as Mesaraih did the same. "We need each other. That doesn't mean I trust either of you. After all, we're all captured prisoners are we not?" She commented, flinching as the knife was hurled into the wood beside her.<br/><br/>Had she not been surrounded by Darkspawn in an unknown location with severe injuries, she would have killed him on the spot. Or at least, tried to kill him. She swallowed her anger, knowing it would not do any good for her to piss off one of the two people who may help her get out of her predicament alive. Instead, she turned around, pulling the knife out of the wood and grasping it in her hands.<br/><br/>"You may have it back." She replied, tightening her grip on the weapon. "If you pick lock these handcuffs first." She added, eyes staring intensely at the back of his head.<br/><br/>Was this all worth what she had done to the guards? She hadn't fully decided yet. All she wanted was to rest by a fire in somewhere that was somewhat safe.