Although he seemed to calm a bit from all his talk, the party striping him of his valuable and being tied. But he nervousness quickly returned the highlander sank the blade of the glaive deep enough to draw blood, causing Wyatt grow a bit pale as he hopelessly squirmed in place. "He's a spellcaster, our employer, okay okay! lets not be hasty! I'm only of worth if I'm talking and moving, even if as a meat shield, right?! But I ain't no expert, in the finger wriggling arts." panting and hos body trembling a bit more as he could feel his blood slowly trail down his ever growing pale skin, Wyatt tried to catch his breath before continue. "The captain just says the employer handles the integrations with some magical help and sometimes asks us for some help as his little lizard things ain't big enough to help! But hey, those fancy mages ain't strong like your highlander here, I'm sure he, might let you all, go if... it means his rope, doesn't get torn in a... fi-" Looking to have trouble keeping his eyes open, before he could finish speaking, his trembling pale body slowed to a halt as he appeared to fall unconscious.

After hearing the various questions form Azzen, she remained quiet for a bit, still nervous and shaking. But once she saw Wyatt fallen unconscious, the tiefling girl look up to the face Azzen with her dark and faint purple tinted eyes, now appearing not as timid. "Um... Celeste. Celeste Darkh. I don't know how long its been since I've been here. I only remember being woken up and brought into a nearby room where this elf man asked someone strapped to a chair if they recognized me. When they didn't know me and well." She looked over to the unconscious Wyatt and continued to softly speak. "This happened for a few times until one of my guardians, Layla was in the chair. She tried lying about knowing me, but the elf man only smirked as he ordered someone like Wyatt to-" She paused as one hand tried to reach for her horn, but instead reached for her eyes as tears once again ran down her face. Now a bit closer to Najila as she sank into her veil and robes and trying to speak in between her cries, she tried to continue "They pulled me away, blinded folded, and in this cell. I probably woke you all up. After a bit of time to calm herself, she looked to Azzen once more "If you can, stop with all the questions, it just reminds me, of the elf man."