she never had much of a chance to respond when spoken to, which did not bother her much. instead she was translocated from her cell to the balcony of some arena, from which position she beheld what seemed like nothing other than gladiator combat between selected competitors. back home it was anything but uncommon, but she had expected this Terra world to be less savage, or at least that was the impression she had been under.
then again, it was not fair of her to judge the planet on individuals, and this wicked evil seemed to avert from the common path of humans. with her one and only wing folded against her back, she casually leaned over the balcony and observed as the activities continued.