Hideaway Strath do unto others, what has been done to you.

Phox stopped in his tracks when she voiced her question. He turned to face her, scarred side closest to her as he studied her features. Phox thought it best to let the silence settle between them to see if she was just messing with him or maybe trying to avoid any consequences of her actions. Figuring she probably wasn't clever enough for that, he tossed that thought aside. Worthy recruits, yes. What's your name? he asked.

No sense in continuing to the exit if she was going to stick with them, eh?