"Malkus?" she repeated, raising a brow. "Much easier to pronounce at least," the woman admitted with a shrug of her shoulder. But she stiffened up a little when he questioned about her capture. Was it that obvious?

Amelia's gaze darted about the room real quick, as if double checking to make sure they were the only ones there. Pulling herself up into a seat, but still keep one between them, she shook her head. "I honestly don't remember who took me in the first place, it's been years. I think. I've lost track of time after so long counting." She paused a moment, folding her hands together while stroking the back of her thumb with the other. "I know I made it to Vaegir days ago, that's where me and some others managed to escape but I ran... and now I am here."

Amelia looked over to him, looking him over real quick herself. "Where is it you come from?"