Good people are generally working with incredibly bizarre definitions of torture and she has no idea what might or might not meet them!

Uh, I don't know? Can you be more specific?

:Did you cause him pain or injury on purpose because it was helpful for questioning, or...deprive him of sleep...or threaten him or do things to scare him deliberately? ...For reference, I don't expect you to believe me but Valdemar generally doesn't do that. I won't claim it's never happened but we have a coercive Truth Spell now so it's not especially necessary: 

Yeah she had inferred already that Valdemar was of the 'leave them paralyzed and naked in a dark room for long periods of time' school of thought on this. I woke him up when we needed to switch Rope Tricks. I explained that he was going to go to Hell and that it's painful until you grow into it. 

Ugh, she really needs to figure out something with the set-command so that Carissa can walk around while still somehow prevented from leaving. ...You could do this with literal compulsions a lot more easily, she thinks, with fewer stupid side effects. Maybe she can talk Vanyel into being willing to do that. Also they have to get the girl some clothes. Did no one think of that. Clearly not. 

:Thank you: She turns to Starwind. "I don't think we need her here for the next bit. ...Do you need me here for it? You don't need Thoughtsensing translation, he speaks Valdemaran fine and if he's too out of it to talk then he's not well enough to question yet." Melody is really not sure she has another interrogation session in her, right now. 

Starwind glances at Vanyel. "I suppose not." 

Vanyel looks very unhappy but it doesn't seem to be about that. He shrugs. 

"Then I'm going to go back with Carissa and see if I can tweak the set-command so that she can move around in her room. Starwind, can you carry her back, please?" 

Starwind scoops Carissa up from the chair and carries her back down the hall, without at any point making eye contact with her. 

Melody is all out of pleasantries, so she just sits down and turns her Sight to glare at the set-command. She haaaaaaates this. 

Are they really. Going to let her move because she snarked about it in her thoughts. 

....Good people are so weird.

It takes an obnoxiously long time, but Melody eventually is pretty sure that she's given Carissa the ability to move around freely in the room but not leave it. Probably. She's less sure of that than she would like. 

"Do you want, er, more light in here?" she asks when she's done. "Or a...book to read, or something...?" 

"Probably there are poor Valdemaran children who would benefit more from light and books, if you think about it."

Melody flings up her hands. "Fine. Have it your way. I'm not even sure what you're annoyed about this time. ...I guess I don't know if your spell works on written languages too?" 

It does not. That's not really the point, though, the point is that Carissa would like to be left alone, so that it takes a very long time to notice if she's missing. "Oh, do you read books around here? In Cheliax we just look at the pictures."

That was incredibly unprofessional and Melody clearly needs to leave and sit in a quiet room by herself for a while. Fortunately the room in between Carissa's and Leareth's is empty, and Vanyel kindly - or maybe not-so-kindly, Melody isn't sure - keyed her to the shields he threw together, so she can read Carissa's mind from the other side of a wall. Which she thinks Carissa doesn't know is something Thoughtsensers can do easily?

There's a clean patient gown in the drawer by the window. "Here," Melody says, tossing it to Carissa. "Spare candles by the door." 

She leaves. 

Okay first test, can Dispel Magic do anything about the mind control. 

Not even a little bit! 

(It would, actually, if Melody had gone with her initial thought and asked Vanyel to do a compulsion. This is one reason she changed her mind on that.) 

Darn. 

Okay, second test. Does summoning a devil work as normal. 

Melody...is going to wait and see if that works before she intervenes. 

She does Mindspeak the nearest mage she can find, which is Savil. :Might need backup urgently over here: 

:What?: 

:Our wizard prisoner is testing whether spells work. ...Can you watch with mage-sight through a wall? Might be interesting: 

:Maybe? Room's shielded against magic but I'm keyed to it... Be right there: 

Summoning a devil, it turns out, does not work. 

Disappointing but not at all surprising. 

She's alone. If she dies she stops existing. She's surrounded by people who are horrible and impossible to work with. What is a plan that works, under those circumstances?

Behave yourself, that's the plan that works under those circumstances. Behave yourself and get - less supervision, maybe eventually spellsilver she can use to make things, maybe eventually opportunities to leave this room. Behave yourself, and have a revelation about how actually Good is wonderful and you're very grateful for it, and then - 

- how much spellsilver would she need for a one-use Teleport - or a one-use Plane Shift - no, if she can't summon devils she should assume Hell's two Plane Shifts away. And she needs to die in Hell, to have a chance here that Asmodeus's claim is stronger. Three plane shifts if she wants to go straight to Dispater, which is really tempting. 

She can melt down the Ring of Sustenance but once she does that she has to move within a couple of days, they'd notice her eating and they'd notice her wasting away from not eating. And she can't build a one-use Teleport item in a couple of days. Not unless she's figured out the prerequisite work first - 

- behave yourself, and figure out how to make a one-use sword of Teleport with 2000gp in materials, and then, when she gets the chance - and the backup plan is to pass it to Leareth and cling to his sleeve, which might actually make her situation worse but is a good fallback to have. 

She puts the clothes on. She does not light the candles. She kneels at the bed and prays to the Star-Eyed Goddess, but with no real hope of success, and she contemplates what a sword of Teleport would have to do.

This entire situation is such a mess. 

Melody sits in the adjacent room and feels very, very tired. They're going to have to figure out a more tenable way of supervising their prisoner. Wards to detect magic use, maybe? The one relief here is that Carissa apparently can't cast the spell she needs to escape unaided, and from the glimpses of her thoughts, making an artifact will be time-consuming and pretty noticeable to anyone peeking in on the room - 

- Melody decides that she is not being paid for the emotionally exhausting work of figuring out how to keep a foreign wizard who wants to escape back to her torture god from doing that. 

She can't really blame Carissa for wanting it. The current state of affairs is terrible. Nobody has the slightest idea what to do with Carissa and all the options are bad for her. It's intensely frustrating that they have first contact with another world, and everyone's immediate response - including the literal gods - is to go to war, and then take advantage of the chaos to capture Leareth. 

Melody's thoughts are clearly going in circles, at this point, and it's not clear she's gaining anything from spying on Carissa - and even Savil's wandered off to the interrogation, now that Carissa is done casting her spells. Melody is worried about Leareth but not in a way that has any prospect of being helpful. They clearly have to question him, and without delay, no matter what kind of shape he's in - the man was going to invade Valdemar, he has an army and hundreds of mages, his organization already sent agents into Iftel and if they can get people past the barrier than they might well be able to slip someone into Haven... 

She's mad about it, though, and pointlessly mad at Carissa for her absurdly stupid escape plan that got Leareth so messed up in the first place, and even more pointlessly mad at Vanyel for - what, even - for not stopping this? 

Really this is all a sign she should go to BED, but she wants to be around when they finish with Leareth. Watching Carissa think continues to be deeply upsetting, but that's as good a way as any to keep herself awake.