As Meriwether glared at Tenran, Jinai casually stepped in between them.
"What would it matter to you?" she inquired, looking over Tenran's form before smirking again. "You should just be happy to be alive." And turning from him, she looked over Meriwhether, whispered something Tenran was sure not to catch, before the larger lady cast another glare his way and left the room.
So it left him alone, in this small room-
with a crackling fire, a delicious smelling stew..
and one angered woman with her arms folded over her chest.
ANd Jinai didn't waste a moment before socking Tenran clean in the gut.
"That's for my leg," she said, then hobbled over to a chair and picked up a chopping knife. Looking it over, she glared back over to Tenran before moving to where he was tied- and cut him free of the ceiling, which allowed him to land so thoughtfully upon his head.
ANd while the poor man was recovering from that, Jinai hobbled over towards the pot of soup and stirred t before filling up a bowl and taking a seat beside him. she licked some remnants from her fingers before dropping the bowl on the floor before him and commanded, "There, eat it like a dog."