You had to get some answers out of her, haven’t seen anything like a mermaid before. “So you mind telling me the reasoning for all this? Who are you?” You gaze at her for a few seconds, fidgety and nervous she certainly is but eventually her barrier breaks down.
She starts to open her mouth, you get another look at those sharp teeth, unlike a normal shark there’s only one row and the rest of her mouth is a healthy red. Seems the teeth are the only oddity there.
“The old man, kept me here.” A full sentence for once, and one stating the obvious.
You kneel down in front of her, still at a distance to avoid any sudden attacks. She appears to take the motion well, unflinching at the sudden movements. You open your mouth to speak and question her.
“Don’t worry about him, I’m in charge now.” Making her feel safer should get her to speak up more. “Let’s just start with simple introductions, I’m Admiral Donovan, and who are you?” You try to avoid moving your hands as much as possible and don’t even offer a simple handshake.
“W-well, I think, it’s Cav. Cavalla’s my name right.” She stutters out, rather unfitting of her deeper voice.
“So you think your name is Cavalla? You think that’s your name?” You inquire, she gives a simple nod as a response. Does she have amnesia or is she just lying?
“Well I suppose it won’t matter if you’re lying about it now, we have other things to get to.” You whisper to yourself unsure if she could pick it up. “Why are you here?” You ask.
“I don’t know why, there was just a lot of people. I was in the water, it was pretty dark and there was a huge, lots of water pushing me. I couldn’t really move, a-and I’m a real good swimmer. When then there was a shiny light from the sky. I can’t see for a second before being stolen.” She pauses for a second to collect herself before starting again.
“He took me to his room where he started asking me questions, about who I am and what I was doi-.” You cut her off before she finishes. “And how did you respond?”
“I told him I was just swimming and stuck in the water, kinda glad he saved me. He said something about how I could help out later before throwing me in here.”
“Did he do all this himself? No he couldn’t have, I want to know who helped apprehend you.” She appears a bit confused at your question, doesn't stop her from answering though.
"I couldn't get the best look at them, but they had armour on and looked pretty big and one of them had a really fancy hat. I think there were around 3 of them" Not very descriptive. "What were their facial features? Did they have any marks on them?"
“I-I think one of them had a big line on them, but that's all I remember. I want to just leave. Just go.” Sounds like a lieutenant, that narrows things down and they had armour too. Armour was reserved for the admiral's guards or guards of certain ship locations, like the brig… Could it be?
Well you needed to finish up with her before that. “It sounds like you yourself don’t know much at all, fucking where would you go if we were to free you now?”
“…” Silence. She starts talking again of her own volition though. “Well I sorta just planned to break the thing open, get free and leave. It took a while to break the bars with the metal and I made a lot of noise which got people to come. They didn't want me to get out so they tried to poke at me, so I knocked their swords away and broke out, cut my hands a bit though.”
“But how did you knock them out before? How’d you knock out the guards?” “Easy, they got close and I grabbed them, couldn't do much without the swords. They tried to run away but couldn't open door."
Oh lord, that’s going to be an issue later. “How long have you been trapped here?”
“I don’t know, some days?” God damn it.
"The old guy, he came in her asking questions like now, about what I was doing in the whirlpool, I told him what I told you.”
“So nothing.” You responded.
“Sorry I couldn’t be any more help, can I go now?”
You sigh a bit before grabbing her by the shoulders “Listen what you did is not acceptable, you attacked my men and damaged the ship.”
"But, I just wanted to leave, I didn't want to be a nuisance." You can't help but feel a slight amount distrust with that statement.
“I see, well I still just can’t let you off scot free.” You grab her hand while standing up, although she doesn’t seem content with you taking the reins.
“No, no sir,” she breaks free of your grip, it doesn’t seem like you could bound her with your strength.