"Well orc, almost dawn and currently dawn are very different, but now being awake doesn't seem so bad. Good conversation and a little bit of sujamma are so rare in the life of a slave after all." Jo'ari quickly drank her small bit, it was the first drink she'd had in a long time. 

Jo'ari started thinking then, she remembered her life before. Jo'ari had only been a slave for 4 or 5 years now, time keeping was hard but 4 or 5 sounded right, so her old life was still easily remembered. Stealing with her father, using her beloved magic... she almost started crying... it was all so distant now... but she managed to avoid it, hee eyes simply watering up at the most. Dad had always said to keep your feelings hidden, cause someone could always manipulate them