"I'm not saying you are enemies. But I'm not going to let you run around unchecked just yet. You've been fed and taken care of. If you think a few days in a cage while we determine if there are any among your number may mean us harm is too much, then I'm sorry. I'm not budging on this. I have no doubt we'll be able to start letting you all out soon, and until then you're just going to have to sit tight."

She sits her coffee back at the desk, and leans forward. Arms on the table, bracing her. She's got broad shoulders, a clear penchant for physical labor and she's faintly sunburnt from the Ethyrian heat. "As for my questions, I'm cataloguing where everyone is from and who they are with an eventual hope of returning you all to your worlds. I don't give a rat's ass if you don't want to share, you'll only be harming your chances of getting home."