As Azzen asked Celeste all of the questions, Najila, for once, sent him a harsh glare, as if silently warning him to stop. She knew very well from experience that being interrogated was not going to help the captured girl in any way. She listened to Celeste, and when the girl moved closer to her, Najila held her close in a protective yet comforting manner. After Celeste made her request, she answered the girl, her gaze softening towards her, "Of course. Please, forgive my friend, Azzen," She heard some of Wyatt's answers. So the employer was indeed an elf, and a spellcaster no less. The only question was what kind of spellcaster was he? Someone who was born with magic? A scholarly wizard? Or someone who received his powers from a patron, like Najila herself? If he was protective of a piece of rope, then he might be a warlock like her... Either way, he probably had her Book of Clouds... She then suggested to her friends, "We should leave...before any more guards come here and potentially overwhelm us. I can send Pythagoras ahead to scout for us, if everyone is in favor of that?"