"Hey, Mai!" I call after her, laughing at the exression on her pitiful face. "Mai, where are you going? After we came all this way to find you!" She turns and walks slowly back towards us.
"I'm sorry, I have a shuttle to catch." Even her voice is pitiful - so fragile, so human, so pathetic.
"You're not going anywhere, Mai," I say, cruelly laughing - I admit it, but what is there to be ashamed of? People need cruelty sometimes - at the dismayed look on her face.
"I'm going Home," she repeats again.
"No, you're not." That's Jed who speaks. He's the leader, really. "You're coming with us."
We step forward and take her by the arms. She struggles but can't win against us and within a minute she's safely in a visitor's room, safe from prying eyes.
"Stay here," commands Jed, but she can't do anything else because the door is locked.
We leave the room.