Fin shakes his head, "Let me know if there is anything we can provide to make you more comfortable. Type of food, clothing, basic comforts. You are being held under the authority of the Wooduke whose realm you are in and whose fort this is. He will hold you here until a trial can be held. That will occur once an appropriate judge can make it here."
The halfling engages in no more debate about the reasons you are where you are.