<span style="color: #0040FF">She listened, her head tilted to listen more closely.  He was defnitely worse for the drink.  She watched closely, already pushing most of her lacking enegry into her palm of her hand, ready to strike if he pushed it any further.  It was extremely weak magic, she might be able to conjure a few small ice pellets, but it would at least draw attention away from Ruby.  She was relieved when Darius headed away from them.  She shifted slightly, moving to the side of her own cell, closest to Ruby.  <br/><br/>"Are you okay?"  she asked, a little quietly, in case Darius decided to come back.  "He didn't hurt you did he?"  <br/><br/>She refrained from asking about the 'kin' comment, but she'd find the time a little later.  She glanced over at the new-comer, a male.  <br/><br/>"Do you know your name?"  she ask him, speaking a little louder this time, so she could be heard.  <br/><br/><br/>He did not look up at first, merely stared at his feet.  He was chained at the hands and feet.  The new ones were always the first to run, and the chains prevented that.  He shifted after a moment and shook his head, still refraining from speech.  He didn't know his name, or where he was from, or even why he was here.  </span>