"I can't," she says dryly. "I woke up here about an hour ago – of course, that's a guess too." Another tense sweep of her tail belies her frustration and concern as she glances out past the bars. "Whoever's keeping us here didn't bother hanging up a clock. I'm fine though," she says, looking back at Baelheit, a little more earnest, if still on edge. "I've had worse, anyway." Not much worse, mind you...

"What about you? Holding together?"