If anyone looked out of place in such an environment it was the woman who appeared outside the cell, drawn by the somewhat familiar presence. Yet as she stood there, clad in a gown and hooded cloak of pure white and surrounded by a soft, blue glow, she realized that this wasn't quite the man she'd met on the Voidtrecker. It was certainly Caleb, but it almost certainly wasn't the same version of him. Which meant he almost certainly wouldn't know any version of her.

But familiar or not, she wasn't about to leave him there. A small gesture, and the lock on the cell door opened, allowing her to step inside. And if the sound of the door opening didn't get the man's attention, her greeting almost certainly would. "Hello there," she said.