Having already slung a few more insults at the two humans well after they had walked out of earshot, Zetta finally ran out of energy and whirled around, seeing she wasn't the only occupant in the cell. For a split second, her body language communicated anxiety and fear, but she recovered from that hopefully before Maryne would notice. She didn't know how well she could fight without a whip or stun baton or something in her hand, but that didn't stop her from walking over and pushing Maryne off the cot so she could slump down on it herself. "This is bullshit! I'm not loyal to that stupid redhead bitch or anything!" she complained in her typical, Russian-sounding quarian accent.