Illaria gasped as the hood was removed, blinking a few times as her eyes adjusted to the light before looking over to Lina.  Sweat covered her face, and her hair was a mess from being stuck inside the hood, but the genuine smile on her face at seeing her friend and near-sister made the rest seem like a minor inconvenience to her at worst.  "Oh, Lina, is that really you?" she asked, shifting a bit against her chains, but they didn't offer any give.  Still, she smiled as Lina hugged her tightly, blinking back a few tears.  "When they had me captured, they didn't say anything to me, and they wouldn't say anything about you.  I feared the worst... I'm glad you're ok.  What's going on?  Did they say what they want with us?"  As Lina apologized, over and over, Illaria shook her head.  "No... no, don't worry Lina.  You did your best, I'm sure of it.  The guards were supposed to help, and none of them did... we'll get out of this," she said, trying to comfort her guardian.