"I never said I would," Helena said, keeping her voice even. "Do not assume such things." She glanced at the silver-haired man behind her, before crossing her arms casually over her chest. She knew that if the man next to her had anything to say about it, the girl would be dead in three seconds. Helena was pretty sure she wasn't strong enough to stop him if he wanted to. If the mage was guilty of something, she wasn't sure there was even much she could do, but she would hear the girl out before letting anything happen to her.

"Tell me what happened," she finally said, her face expressionless.