It was odd...her captors had left earlier on and the frantic sounds of combat had ensued, but...they were not coming back.  She presumes they had won, as she is not aware exactly what they were fighting, but they hadn't yet returned to finish cooking her and the gnoll.  She hopes they had been defeated, but as much as she does she will not dare call out in fear that it would simply return the blackscales' attention to them.  Though...escape between now and when they'd inevitably return is nearly impossible, she could always try.  It's then that she hears a distinctly non-reptilian voice and swiveks her head about to get a look at...whatever it is.  The gleam appearing in her blue eyes shows her confusion yet relief.  "Thank the gods..!  Yes, I can understand you," she replies.  "Might getting me out of this.  It's harder than it might seem when you're the one wrapped up."  Of course, she had questions of her own about the particular circumstance, but she'd rather wait with those and get let out of her rather tight prison now.