The elf worked deftly, cutting her hands free and for that Mae was grateful. Flexing her now free hands, she rubbed her wrists as the ties had started to rub them. Turning to her helper, Mae was about to thank him when he asked if she were hurt. Shaking her head in reply, no she wasn't hurt. Maybe her ribs would be a little bruised but nothing worse than what she'd dealt with before.<br/>Up until that point, Mae had been holding out the hope that he had some clue about where they were but with his next question, that hope soon died. Looking back up at the elf, Mae saw that he now stood, staring out into the eerie forest. Perhaps had there not been a giant fence caging them in...the forest might of been somewhat beautiful. Perhaps there hadn't been a whole group of kidnapped ones all thrown into the enclosure together, the atmosphere of the forest might not of been quite so uninviting.<br/>"No," she responded, her eyes scanning over the forest edge and then going to all of the others who were awaking and...running into the forest. Immediately, a bad feeling found its way into the pit of her stomach. Lightly tugging on the sleeve of the elf's shirt to get his attention, Mae pointed to all of the others darting away, "I don't think we should stay here."