That's kind of you Suffering but I won't be made a slave again. I'll die first." She stated simply. It was true that she would if she was recognized by anyone. Sighing, she looked over to the Tiefling and grinned. "I would like a cloak for myself. That would make things easier." Even if she was stuck back in this city... A drink would help her nerves. Until she had a better way to hide herself though, she was going to have to stay up here. "Suffering... You think you can ask Tahir to bring me a drink? I'll go mad without having one." She grinned but knew that drinking would at least make her a little less angry.