When he disarmed her, her heart stopped and she held her breath. She couldn't help but wonder if death would be painful. However death did not come instead he started talking to her. He didn't seem mean in fact he seemed nervous. Perhaps he was just as scared as she was. She slowly lowered her staff and as she listened she studied his eyes. She saw no malicious intent in them and so remembered to breath again. 

"West... Lutwin, I've heard that name before..." she thought to herself. When he beckoned her to follow she paused for a moment keeping her back against the tree. Yes this man had chosen not to kill her but could she really trust him? She thought for a moment realizing that he, like her, wanted to survive more than anything else. If he thought this place was dangerous then it would probably be wise to follow his survival instinct. 

Finally after a few moments of just staring at him, she slowly nodded. "All right... I'll follow you, Lutwin," she said cautiously. She walked a half step behind them as they headed along the path out of the forest. "I didn't want to fight you either... I'm Ralia, I mean Brielle... I was... scared," she spoke quietly as they continued walking. Even while she spoke she was listening for any movement around them. Between the beasts of the game and players under duress, their chances of being attacked were not to her liking.