Kalaj closed his eyes slightly, looking at the certament, he had noticed the change in his intonation of the word. He had little to no knowledge of the ways of the Zandir, but the he could understand what the man meant from the way he said it, at least partially. "It is easier to extract information of someone that is in a controlled state than someone that is in his state." He pointed at the man that hadn't said a word since he had told him to calm down. Watching the other two that arrived he raised an eyebrow at the mask but said nothing. Kalaj had recognized the craft manship, it was the same as the one that he had stored amongst his gear, although her clothes didn't matched the mask or what he could see from her physical traits.<br/><br/>"We have no evidence of his guilt either. Speak up, what can you tell us or should we take your screams as a cover for your deeds?" Kalaj was trying to waver the man's sense of self preservation and his affection for the victim if there was any. Either way, he wouldn't move towards the forest without any information, he had a contract with the muse to honor, at least as long as it served his means.