Zaion fixes you with her magenta eyes and glowers. Her long teal hair is still tied up behind her head. She hasn't changed since the last time she was under your care. Once again, she struggles against the straitjacket, but her arms remain snugly pinned against her sides and the jacket remains strapped to the chair. Her "ancestor" has disappeared, and she's caused enough of a ruckus to be incarcerated again. I'm telling you, I'm not just another girl with powers! You need to let me go, now!