"Yeaah, I mean sure. That works for a sphinx, but you never know what kind you'll deal with. Still, if you're going to try and escape, it's your funeral. I've already seen what happens after all." And while she was more helpful than usual with her memories from home muddled, she wasn't that helpful. "You'll be back soon enough, one way or another. They always come back here eventually."

She shrugged and grinned. "So, Sorry. What's your name, really? I don't mind calling you that, but might as well give you another chance to tell me your real name."