[The sun rises on a new morning; Tiara sits on her bed and pulls on her jacket. She is now wearing a dark blue shirt underneath-- one of the tops provided by Wychwood, apparently. There is a knock on the door, and she opens it to see a new guard who looms over her sternly.] Guard: Hello. I'm here to bring you to your meeting. Tiara: [she blinks, still waking up] My what? [Cut to the same small, empty interrogation room she was first brought to; Julian and Tiara are seated at the purple desk again, and Natasha is approaching to sit down across from them.]