"Nor would I- but I'm afraid we've had little choice in the matter." Sabriel lifts up her head, watching him carefully.

"I am Abhorsen. I take it your name is Timothy?" In a situation this strange, Sabriel resorts to etiquette training, her tone polite and her movements graceful as she offers a slight curtsy.

"I've been here less than a week- do these sorts of things happen often?"