"I'm not—" Alina is protesting before Ronan has even finished, but he beats her to the punch. Besides, it does no good to assert what she is and is not right now. Once a story has taken hold, it's hard to sway believers off the course.

She probably looks more annoyed than anything, chewing on her lip as she tips her head back to keep watch that guards stay far enough away to continue with this conversation in peace.

"Were you..." her fingers drum on the bars as she tries to put together the words for the question she wants to ask. She's still boggled trying to make sense of this situation, "Were you brought here from somewhere else too?"

She leans into 'somewhere else,' like she means more than just a neighboring town or village.