Mai rode in the back of the car silently. Kasarov may have taken her wrist restraints off, but she made no move to remove the ones around her ankles. There was no point in taking them off if they were just going to get put back on. She was silent the whole ride. When the window was rolled down, she let herself relax a bit. She folded her arms over the frame of the window, and stuck her head out a bit, feeling the frigid air sting her face. Her long silver hair fell out of its band and flowed behind her. She closed her eyes until they came to a weird restaurant. She had never been to one before, and when Kasarov offered her food, she took it cautiously. It felt greasy in her hands, and she was hesitant to eat it. But it was better to just eat the food her gave her than to be rude and deny it. Plus, she didn't even know when the next time she ate would be. She finished the food quietly, not really caring for the taste, but the drink was okay. She never had anything like it before, and while it fizzed in her mouth, she actually enjoyed the sensation.<br/><br/>The rest of the ride was quiet. It had started to rain, and Mai stayed in the cabin of the car. She stuck her arm out to catch the rain on her hand, but she didn't want to make her hair wet. It wasn't long until they entered the inner city, and pulled up to the highest building in the capitol. Mai had never been there before, but she knew that this was where Kasarov and all the other government officials worked. It loomed over her like a giant fortress. It was heavily guarded with men carrying heavy firearms walking around the entrance.<br/><br/>Mai felt like she was going to vomit.<br/><br/>After they came to halt, everything happened far too fast for Mai to comprehend. In an instant, she was pulled out of the car and dragged up the stairs to the main entrance. Kasarov whispered in her ear about wanting her to make a scene, but she didn't have to try hard. The man easily towered over her, so as he tightened his grip on her and pulled her up along, she had to stand on her tip toes to hold her balance. Panic and terror showed on her face. People making their way through the huge lobby of the building stared at her. She felt her cheeks blush in embarrassment, and she tried to jerk away from Kasarov. "I can walk on my own," she said sharply, trying to get her arm free. They were standing in the middle of a glass lobby with dozens of government officials staring at them, and Mai knew what they must see. She continued to wiggle herself free despite the iron hold on her arm. She looked wild, and feral, with her translucent skin, silver hair whipped into knots around her head, and giant needles sticking out of the back of her neck. Her eyes burned up at Kasarov's face as she held a death glare towards him. He wanted her to 'pretend', but she genuinely hated him. "You play nice the ride here, but let's admit it, you're just doing this for a fucking job." Mai may not have her powers, but she spat in his face anyway. "At least let me walk with some fucking dignity."