Regarding his serious demeanor as he spoke of his dedication to the queen and his desire to hunt down The individual that had put blade to her skin bolstered a feeling of respect that Celinny was beginning to consider, feeling that it was an emotion that she could relate with easily, having had ironbound determination about former situations she had been thrust into on numerous instances. And although she hadn't been specifically ordered to tagalong and see the Mistry out to its conclusion, something about the expression on the captain's face gave her serious pause and a blossoming consideration to throw herself into the puzzle alongside him. With these thoughts beginning in her mind, her head gave a very slight tilt to one side, threads of choices and consequences silently unraveling and creating a spiderweb of plans within her head.

"now I am very curious on how you are planning on getting me out of here. Jax then intoned, surprising her with a wide smile. She had been under the impression that he was the sort of man that was incapable of such an expression. She was happy to see that she could still be proven wrong about things like that.

Lifting her light blue gaze to the wall of the prison as she pushed herself into a kneeling position, Celinny was again struck by the feeling of disappointment at the lack of any windows that were wider than her hand along The entirety of the edifice. Plan one that she had formulated on the trip out here was out the window, in a literal no pun intended sort of sense.  And she couldn't picture fighting her way into such a place, so plan two was a no go as well...  Casting her mind out towards where her companion sauntered in the form of a cat, she instructed him to focus on the nearest soldier, picking out the details that he relayed.  "Well," she murmured thoughtfully, "step one would include you telling me where I could get a uniform, a helmet, and a change of clothes. And then I was thinking of asking someone to open the door for me." The idea forming in her head provoked a soft chuckle to escape her lips, mind jumping to inventorying The supplies she had on her.