Nathaniel surreptitiously poked his brother when he decided to get an attitude with their captor. Hard. He'd actually managed to find something to get the woman to at least give them a chance, however small it might be, and the last thing he wanted was to lose that chance because his brother insulted her. Although he supposed he couldn't really judge his brother on doing anything stupid like that. He'd done it plenty of times himself. He was relieved, though, when the woman actually gave them her name. That had to be a good sign, surely. "Crestfaren," he said before Dedrick had a chance to jump in again. "Our family name is Crestfaren."<br/><br/>Just then, the door swung open and Chrysabelle walked in, then froze. She'd been coming to speak to her superior, whose office in the same building as the cell, but she hadn't expected the cell to be occupied, and she wasn't sure what to make of the situation. She could, of course, surmise that someone must have found the humans in the forest. There was no other reason for them to be there. What she couldn't figure out, though, was why they were still there. From the looks of the men, she was reasonably certain that they weren't fighters. Especially the one in that silly cape. So they probably didn't have any useful information to give the elves. Which left the question of why Eliese hadn't killed them yet. "What is going on?" she asked in the elven tongue.