[Captured from a small village]

Nemo doesn't even allow herself to consider trying to run. It all seems...inevitable, you know? Like, no matter what she does it's going to end up the same way no matter what, so there's no point in fighting it. Where the only question is how long, not whether or not it's possible to resist.

But she does try to keep her wings folded back and out of the way as much as possible. She looks around at all the facilities they pass. They seem interesting, she figures.

"It's Nemo, ma'am," she says, trying to figure out who this woman is and what kind of mood she's in. Trying to figure out what she's going to do next. "But I'm not a child."

She says that, but she's only seventeen years old. Hardly an adult.