"You're.. welcome," he responded tentatively, unsure if her sincerity was a ploy or genuine. A few awkward moments of silence followed, the knight still trying to get his bearings on his current situation; it was not long before it was broken by Brinn, however, her demeanor showing that her mind seemed to be returning to normal. "I was kind of hoping you would have the answer to that question," he answered, still keeping his eyes on the thief just in case. They had both been knocked out by her already, and she<span style="font-style: italic">was</span>a shapeshifter; there was no telling what kind of tricks she had up her sleeve. "By the time I woke up, you were unconscious and this thief was encased in ice.. I was bringing you both back to the capital, but I must have broken the spell when I removed that crate lid from her hands," he explained, motioning towards the rune-encrusted wooden lid off to the side. "You tried to attack me," he added with a small chuckle after a moment of thought.