"Not today," Eldon told her, seriously.
"Heh," Shlee chuckled into his neck. "That's what we say to death."
"What?" Eldon asked, confused.
"It's…" She trailed off and shook her head. "Never mind. I'm just glad you're okay."
Eldon got to his feet with a little help from Shlee and looked around their cell. They appeared to be underground, two walls, the floor, and ceiling were all solid stone. Megan sat in the back, knees tucked to her chest and head resting on her arms. The area was triangle-shaped with an acute angle towards the back. Bright bars of metal blocked the front of the cell, keeping them locked in.
"Those are silver," Shlee said with a shudder. Her voice was still rough but seemed to be smoothing out the more she spoke. "I can't do anything to get us past them."
Eldon nodded and stepped up to the bars. As far as he could tell, no one was out there, but the whole area was dim and hard to see through.
