Aya's head hung low as she was escorted to her cell.  She had managed to avoid getting raped, albeit barely, but she was still stark naked and denied access to her magic.  Worse, she had found out she was supposed to share her bunk with at least one other prisoner, possibly two.  As she walked into the cell and saw Valerie, she blushed and tried to cover herself more.  "Ah... h-hello," she said weakly as she went to sit on a chair in a corner, barely looking up at the catfolk.