She remained quiet as he spoke, occasionally her eyes would glance up to him before dropping to her hands in her lap again. Clearly there were a lot of habits she would have to break from the past years of captivity. "Sounds familiar, it's possible I've passed through there once before but I can't be sure."

Amelia gave a small shrug of her shoulders before answering him in return. "I'm from Khergit myself, pretty quiet life for the most part just moving here and there. I had this beautiful horse, too, but I don't know if she is still around anymore.." There was a sadness on her face as she spoke, and an almost far off look in her eyes as she remembered her life. "Anyways.. I am not sure what I will do with my life, but for now I will help Bagai and his brother, I just hope I will not be of any hinderance. I'm not a warrior, nor skilled in fighting much."

Getting up from her seat, she gave Malkus a small nod of her head. "I'm going to get some rest so I can be up early enough and find some stuff I need before we leave. It.. It was nice to speak with you." She turned from him so she could find her room.

Once there she stripped off the outermost layer of clothing and kicked off her boots. Looking down at herself, she winced at her appearance. Bruises in varying stages of healing covered parts of her, minor cuts here and there. But for the most part she was just sore and tired. She crawled into the bed and curled up under the blanket. It took some time before she could fall asleep from not having had a decent bed in so long to herself, but exhaustion won and pulled her into a dreamless sleep for the night.