"Well, yes." Keman gave the woman a bemused smile. She was certainly direct, wasn't she? He still wasn't sure if he was warming to her or if he was still kind of scared of her. She did look like she could probably take him down. "It pretends to be a sort of...hospital for the insane, but it's more like a prison." Or some deranged ghost story that the halfbloods would tell each other around the fire at night. Keman had never really liked those. From an outsider's standpoint they were fascinating, but they made him sort of uncomfortable.

Like this woman was now. "Basically, we're trapped here. Nobody knows how we got here, just that we are." Oh, Valyn was out. He could "hear" his friend's magic. If all else failed, Keman could take the woman to him. Valyn was usually better at explaining this stuff than he was. "During the day, it isn't like this. The nurses herd us around like we really are insane, and everything is very regimented. The night comes and the doors open and we have the run of the place. Sort of."