Quint sits up slowly, wincing in pain as he did so. He found himself replaying the last few moments before he was taken out.

"Il'Tara, raibh sí slán?" He asked urgently, "Cá bhfuil sí?"

He looked earnestly from face to face, taking a few moments to realise they hadn't understood him.

Putting a hand to his forehead out of irritation, he continued "Where is Il'tara, did you manage to save her?"