Yuki simply nodded at the swordswoman's words, as if in agreement with everything - nodding especially faster when she mentioned getting some place warm. She pointed at the dead Thalmor agent at her feet when Serena began to check the bodies for the key, without looking down at the halved corpse herself. The enchanted slave collar restricted the use of magicka directly, but the amulet could also be considered a physical link, allowing her to use its power without any interference. Still, the thing had to come off. The metallic collar was frozen, heavy and too jagged to be humane. But then, Thalmor didn't necessarily care about treating humans like real people, did they?

"Thank you, Miss," Yuki gratefully told her saviour. The girl's Tamrielic accent was flawless to say she must be from elsewhere in the world.