Thomas smiled as Feril was practically exuding nervousness, "I'm going to go ahead and get the questioning out of the way, so that you can be on your way, Feril." Thomas said, as he leaned up against the closed door, "It's okay if I call you Feril, right?" Thomas asked, looking over the girl. He had no searched her for weapons, but he doubted she carried anything above a dagger, or the such, "I need to know who gave you your package, when they gave it to you, where you came from, and who you are working with." Thomas said, simply, all politeness now gone, replaced by a blanked face, and cold voiced Thomas. He knew the questioning would likely go easier with Feril than it had with Lexine. Lexine had obviously received some sort of military training, whereas Feril had not. Although, Thomas had had civilians put up formidable resistance before.