Lyla looks up at the person who rescued her from the Savunucular?, blinking a few times adjusting hewr eyes to the darkness. She blushes taking in his features, "Should i be scared of you or thanking you?" her voice croaky from lack of water.<br/><br/>She tries to shift into a better position, "My name is Lyla and i guess now you have the protection of the moordenaar of ever needed."