[She is expecting the same confusion she has, the same that every person she has come across has. Everyone thus far seems to be just as clueless, wandering the halls in search for something that no one is seemingly able to find. But when Thomas speaks, it is with a little more certainty, and Lucrezia has to pause. She isn't sure if he is speaking from experience or what it is.]
'They', [She repeats, cocking her head to the side.] You know our captors?
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'They', [She repeats, cocking her head to the side.] You know our captors?