Although her eyes had adjusted some to the dim lighting, she could by no means see clearly. Thus, it was in vain that she tried to determine the features of what she thought was a man, who came and grabbed her. She was lifted like she weighed nothing and was dragged along yet again as she struggled to keep up. Time was non-existant in the tunnels and it felt like they were walking for a long while when in reality it might have only been ten or fifteen minutes. She could see more clearly in the room she was led to, but only clear enough to realize it wasn't men she was dealing with.<br/><br/>Stunned into speechlessness she didn't even try to grab back the tattered bits of cloth that had been her clothing. The leather strip and loin clothe were more revealing than her own bra and panties, and she silently hoped that the leather band didn't break. His explanation as to why he'd had her clothing taken away broke away some of her speechlessness and she managed to stammer, "I-I'm sorry..." She crossed her arms over her chest in a futile attempt to retain some of her modesty and looked at the floor. Although she didn't completely understand what it was he meant by that, she figured it was a good thing she hadn't tried to take them back.<br/><br/>His next question caught her off guard, and she snapped her head up to look at him making her wince. "I honestly didn't realize it was yours..." she said quickly. "I was just trying to avoid someone and I got lost." Although she didn't realize it, her lack of religion and resulting lack of loyalty towards one or the other just might save her. Even though she'd been pressured by those of her family who had accepted Christianity and urged her to change her Agnostic stance, she'd refused. Now, that refusal may provide her a chance at survival.