Uriel would have frowned if she had a mouth. A death sentence for escaping prison? That was just an excuse so they would have less mouths to feed. More to the point though, he was a fugitive in the first place because he was stealing medicine for his sister. A sob story like that would be perfect. The council on its own may be hesitant to grant protection to such a primitive planet. But if she could hook the masses with a tear-jerk-er like that, the pressure from below, as well as the desire to get reelected would force the council to comply. At this point, had she a mouth, Uriel would be smirking.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic"><span style="color: #BF80FF">"If you think it would be such a problem for the authorities to find you, we will simply have to keep that from happening. Now..."</span></span>She went and rustled through a baggie she'd been given by the guards upon entering the catacombs, pulling out a handful of food vouchers. She showed them to the human.<span style="font-style: italic"><span style="color: #BF80FF">"Teach us how to use these, tell us what you eat, and we will see to it you are fed. We will worry about keeping you from the authorities once you can move again."</span></span>