She grabs a dagger, pressing the flat of the cold steel blade up against the side of the girl's neck, "IF you make another sound that is not a responce to my question, you will most certainly die." she whispers, "Or I may hand you to the men to sate their lusts and post battle sexual hungers." she says in a low and quiet tone (Intimidate 25).  The drow leans over, holding the dagger where it is, "Oy!  I'm fine! just interrogating one of the bandits!  Go back to taking care of the bodies!"