He slumps in his chair, knowing she won't be alright. A strange place, with strange people. She'll be terrified. "Where's Freema Dangali? The cook that you took." He explains. "Misa is going to be terrified. She's never been anywhere without one of us with her." His hands jerk against the cuffs again.

"Please." He says, softly. "I'll tell you whatever you want. But let me stay with Misa. She's not going to handle this well." He knows that. "She doesn't know anyone, she's never been out of the House's influence, since she was four." He raises scared blue eyes to the prosecutor. But they aren't scared for him, but for her. "Please."