Stavanger Bay while I pondered, weak and weary

Well, at least that meant they weren't a threat. Saskia gave a small shrug, as if losing her conviction, and after a moment came up with a suitable answer. "I'm his... Thrall. Or something." That wasn't very clear, but Saskia wasn't sure about much right now. She felt like she had been saved from certain doom, only to be thrown in to another lame situation. 

"I just wasn't sure who you were. And I figured, since its my second day here..." She was starting to ramble. Great. "-nobody knows me yet either." Her tail curled behind her, and she looked away from him - back to the ruins. "This is.. Awful." The girl murmured, half to herself, but loud enough for him to hear. It was impossible to tell if she meant the aftermath of the storm, or her own situation. Probably both.