She sat up in the cell, groaning from the pain. She was still wearing her uniform, though Deadlight had removed everything from her pockets. Her ID badge was gone, along with her claw and multi-tool. None of them would do him any good—the badge she only carried as a memento, since it had her human face on it. He’d used the tool to get the panel off the wall, but it hadn’t helped him beyond that. The claw sat unused on the ground a few feet away from the cell. No use without implants.