Firethroat sighs, closing her eyes. It seems unlikely that she will get much out of this one in this state. It would probably be better to start her questioning over with someone else.

Opening her eyes back up, she stands to her feet again.

"I understand. In that case, perhaps it is time to return to your woods. I can carry you back if you wish."

Or he can walk there, though really Firethroat is questioning if he could right now. Elves seem to be fragile creatures.