Elle shook her head to rid herself of the fogginess that still clouded her mind before looking more intently at everyone in the cart. The dunmer guy already stuck her as a kind of stick in the mud sort of fellow, judging by the disapproving scowl fixed on his face and the way he studied each person. 

She turned her head to look at the Nord that spoke, listening as the dunmer guy resounded before she herself replied (this time not making a weird dying animal sound), [color=00B2EE]"Er, yeah, something like that."[/color] She paused to look down the road, then at the imperial guards surrounding them before cocking her head at the Nord once more, [color=00B2EE]"They aren't taking us to prison, are they?"[/color] she asked.

As far as she knew, walking through the woods wasn't a crime. Then again, she did almost trip over one of the imperial soldiers while they were about to ambush the Stormcloaks. she had almost blown their cover which is why she was probably here in the first place. Lovely. Just lovely.

( [s]omg this were the days[/s] )