Jack took a moment to catch his breath, relieved to finally be free and able to look around. He rubbed his wrists where the rope had chafed them. “Th-thank you very much, miss. And yes, I should get back to Katelynn. She must be worried -”
Then he got a good look at the girl who’d freed him. Young, on the short side, with a blue stripe in her brown hair and longer, more pointed ears than he’d ever seen on a human. And … was it his imagination, or did something about her features look familiar?
“So … w-what’s your name, miss?”