The girl drew in a deep breath through her mouth and then worked her jaw muscles - they must have been stiff from the gag forcing her mouth open for hours. "Why did you kidnap me if you're just a bytsander?" She was frightened, but suspicious and angry as well, according to the feed from the simrig. She hungrily drank the juice - she didn't drink nor eat so far, and would have to be feeling that too by now. The feed showed small amount of pleasure and relief while she drank. "I don't know anything about any kidnapper."