Ask Tishia how long you'll be here

"Um, excuse me." you say before Tishia leaves, "How long will I have to be in here?"

Tishia turns toward you, and states, "Until her excellence decides what to do with you."

"How long with that be?" you ask, getting nervous.

"Days. Weeks. When she decides it's worth her time."

This makes you very nervous and you visibly start to shake. "I um... I'm kind of on a time limit here."

Tishia comes a little closer to you, and asks, "What do you mean, creature?"

"I mean that I'm going to die soon."

"Great! Then our problem is solved, and her excellence won't have to worry about you." she says a little too enthusiastically.

"That... doesn't help me at all, though! I don't want to die, especially not this way!" you yell at her.

Tishia sighs, and crosses her arms. "Fine, fine. What ails you, creature?"

That's right, these elves have no knowledge of orcs, or even men for that matter. How best to explain it?