Aerylinne sighed through her nose, touching her hand to her forehead in a gesture of irritation. Just great... She let herself be seated, perching soundly upon the ground with her knees up. The only attempt at communication she bothered to make with them was a gesture whatever kind of substance they'd so rudely covered her mouth with.<br/><br/>A part of her was filled with the overwhelming urge to kill each and every one of her assailants in as horrific a manner as she thought possible for her, but she quelled that part. That was the stupid part that didn't comprehend odds pointing towards death. But then, even the most rational parts of Aerylinne didn't fear death. She wasn't going to die here. Of this much she was certain.<br/><br/>Bored of waiting for the situation to unfold, she briefly tested the integrity of the silk on the side of her sword, though would be quick to pull her blade away at the first sign of sticking.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>