Terra withdrew her crystal to inspect whatever power it just stole, if any at all. She didn't equip it however, never know if could have adverse effects. Dremmick, however, wanted to start getting answers.

After nodding to Cilia's response he turned and slowly made his way over toward the stranger. Keeping an eye on the man for any hostile movement he stood in front of him and started flipping his dagger in his right hand. 

"Alright, lets get this over with. The sooner you answer our questions, the faster we can decide what to do with you. You try anything funny or not answer my questions, and lets just say you will only wish I killed you. Who are you, and what are you doing with one of our guildmates locked up in the basement of this dump?" Dremmick's tone and posture seemed like he would very gladly make good on his word if the man didn't follow his instructions, and with his mask on, his word and posture would be the only clues the man had if he was telling the truth.