The woman is far more what Misa is used to. A woman in charge; having the whip doesn't bother her at all. She relaxes some, but doesn't put away her knives.

"No, Mistress." She says softly. "They took all my friends." Which is the plaintive cry of a child and not the courtesan to be. She's the only child here, though there are other places that have more. The children that work the kitchen, that Misa sees them leading out in tears (Look, everyone loves Freema. The overweight, overbearing cook has always been there for them) and clinging to one another.

One of the girls looks over at her, but she doesn't move, no matter how much she wants to run over and grab the girl, shaking her.