Entering the room, she walks over to the windows, a small huff of frustration when she realizes they won't open easily. Well, maybe if push comes to shove, she can burn or psi-force them open. If she has to. For now, she turns and looks at the rest of the room, wondering what the hell she was supposed to do now.
Out of one cage and into another, so it seemed.
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