Pushing lightly against the door until it clicked into place, Celinny focused determinedly on the grains running through the heavy wood, tracing one of her fingertips along a few of the veins as she focused her thoughts on the guard she was about to be dealing with instead of the state of undress of the men behind her. Her not looking was not due to any shyness or lack of curiosity, she was itching to catch a glimpse of Jax in such a vulnerable situation, but she wasn't entirely sure how the Captain would react to her sneaking a peek. So instead she studied wood grains and planned the next step in their escape.

When the rustling of fabric finally quieted down, Celinny glanced back quickly over her shoulder once before turning around and leaning her back against the door, hand surreptitiously falling to the hilt of a dagger tied to her belt. She gave Jax and his skin tight clothing a scrutinizing look from head to toe before being unable to restrain a soft bubble of laughter, a grin splitting across  her face. "You... You look ridiculous." She just managed to get out before allowing herself to be momentarily overcome by silent laughter that shook her slender shoulders. Catching her breath, she was just on the point of committing to a concerted effort in finding a set of larger clothing when Jax dropped an unforeseen problem into her lap. Her laughter cut off abruptly, light brown eyes blinking twice quickly as her brain caught up with the situation.

"You can't climb the wall?" Celinny looked slightly aghast at this revelation, a completely silent explosion going on inside her head and destroying the careful plans she had already set in place. The rope coiled at the top of the wall now seemed like a pointless effort... Slowly closing her mouth that had fallen open, the young woman bit briefly at her lower lip as she quickly reorganized her plans.

"Well, I'm not going to abandon you now just because of a detour..." Grimacing playfully, Celinny pulled up the edge of her tunic and unbuttoned a pouch on her belt, withdrawing a dark folded piece of fabric from within and holding it out. "take this and tie it around your face." She said softly, shaking out the cloth to reveal a woven dark grey scarf. "Since we can't let anyone get a good look at your face, covering up the majority of it is essential. What is left exposed, I'm going to ask you to wrinkle up as much as possible, appear as much in pain as you can. You are going to pretend to be my very ill brother, coughing will help this appearance, and I will be taking you to see our equally ill and perhaps dying mother in the village across the river on the north side of the castle."

She was going to have to be especially convincing if they were going to get past the guards at the front gate unscathed. The idea made her want to sigh, But she held the temptation back and instead made herself smile, a simple quirking up of the corners of her mouth. "where would the stables be located?" She asked, reflecting on the scant  calculations in her mind of the distances she had been able to map out of the building earlier. It would take them out of the way in escaping, put them at risk, but they needed an easy way out. "We're going to need horses if we're going to look convincing. Their size will be useful if we end up needing to force our way through the gate."  Reaching to the middle of her lower back, she slipped free an extra dagger, holding it out hilt first. "But just in case things take a turn for the worst..." Her expression clearly stated that she sincerely hope that bloodshed would not end up being necessary, but if it came down to his and her life at the cost of another's, she would fight.