As she gripped the woman's clothing, she felt the world spinning around her. She heard her saying something, but some of the words seemed to fade in and out. She couldn't seem to make sense of what was being said. Her grip began to slack, the edges of her vision blurring. When the woman suddenly pulled away, her grip was too limp to hold her. She found herself settling once more against the hard bottom of her wooden prison. The world went black as she lost consciousness... yet again. Looking back later, she would realize this was really getting old, but for the moment, the blackness that swept across her mind was more than welcome.<br/><br/>===============================<br/><br/>Kell chuckled as the kid just stared at him, wide eyes full of wonder. Ruffling the kid's hair, he gave a reassuring smile in the darkness, "I know you're scared, kid, but I'm not going to hurt you. Come on... lets get you something to --"<br/><br/>His words were cut off by a sudden announcement. Whirling, he shoved the kid behind him and faced the newcomers, hands closing into a fist. Behind him, he heard the metallic hiss of a knife being drawn as his friend reacted the same way. When the speaker finally finished, he relaxed only slightly. Standing straight, he considered for a moment before answering.<br/><br/>"I am the carpenter you seek... though I cannot understand why you would travel so far to meet a humble, unremarkable carpenter. Perhaps if you will accompany me, I'll see to it the child is fed, then we can have this chat you seem so anxious for."<br/><br/>He glanced around, careful to make sure the conversation could not be misconstrued to possible listeners. It would certainly not help his cause to be suspected among the citizens.