Mohini turned away from the woman and her threats. She would have given some sort of scating retort, but this Amazon was surely insane. She didn't want to know what would happen to her if she spoke now.<br/><br/>Slowly she turned back to watch the others, she didn't really mind not speaking, it gave her a chance to listen to them, study them. Hopefully she could find a way to free herself. So they had given her wine only? Strange, she had never seen anyone act so from wine. Of course if she had been given visions from a god...<br/><br/>Her attention was drawn back to the pretty man Anastasius when he crouched down next to her, touched her cheek with his finger. Mohini drew back, her lips forming a scowl, marring her delicate features, and shook her head. Regarding him a moment she lifted her still shackled hands away from her bosom and shook the chains a second, then shrugged as if to say, 'what trouble could I be?'