It was then that Jinn approached her, the healer scurrying out of his way, as he knealed down to her. Her eyes watched his. There was a softeness in his eyes as he regarded her, his hand came up, cupping her face with a gentleness she didn't expect him to possess and softly turned her head, assessing her wound.
"Yer lajat athdavrazar, Jalan."
She smiled at him, unsure of the feeling that settled in her heart just them as she was watched him walk off, her gaze lingering for a moment. They were lead back to their equally empty cells and her new friend crawled up to her.
She turned to Jon Stark. A question posing in her mind. "Why did you not use your magic?" She asked.
"You could have ended them all with your power?"