[@Lith] [sup][color=teal][i]'What,'[/i][/color] the thought trailed off while a fresh wave of pain pulsed through the back of her skull. It lingered in lazy loops around her eyes. The world around her was dusted with a haze while she blinked away the ache that plagued her eyes. She felt dry, sore, and mildly numb. Confusion laid thick on her while she listened to the stranger drone on in her ears. How'd she get here? Why was she on the floor? Adrenaline should have kicked in but at this point her body was prepared to just give up and let whatever was to happen, happen. "[color=f26522]W-[b]We[/b], we didn't mean to cause any disruption. I'll gladly pay you for uh, food and drink.[/color]" Another voice had spoken up. Imogen tilted her head towards him, taking him in with a judgmental squint. [i][color=teal]'Pay? We?'[/color][/i] She scoffed slightly before finding the motivation to finally sit up-- at least partially. Who was this man to suggest that she pay. And for what? Being kidnapped? She propped her elbows against the wrinkled dark fabric of her pants, dropping her head into her cupped hands while her mind probed for the last coherent memories from the night prior. [color=gold]"Pay? Pay with what, hm?"[/color] His words cracked with age, wheezing out with a horse whisper as if he had been ages since he had spoken. Imogen's temper had slowly risen with the panic that had begun to swirl in her breast. She couldn't remember much, Swirls of a bright purple haze. A faint voice who's words and sound escaped her grasp. She couldn't place anything. [color=teal]"Don't mock us!"[/color] She winced at the sound of her voice. It wasn't like her to lose her temper, but what else could she do? Her brain puzzled at the missing pieces. Nothing made sense and the stranger's careless tone only further grated against her raw nerves. [color=gold]"Don't lose yer' head with me, miss. I'm not the reason why you're here."[/color] She looked up in time to watch him shrug his weathered shoulders before stepping back some.[/sup]