I.
[ After gathering her bearings and realizing she's completely naked, helpless, and cold in a strange cave, Misa's taken every opportunity to try to find things to defend herself with. Which, all things considered, isn't much— the cave is bare, and she feels sluggish and weak on top of it.

What's worse: someone (or something??) starts hatching just as she had from one of the otherworldly crystals that litter this cave. With one of the last bits of her energy, she chucks a nicely sized rock that she found on the ground right at the forehead of the person emerging from the crystal (that's you!). ]

I'm... I'm warning you! Don't come out!!

II.
[ Once most of the captured prisoners from the other shrines begin to converge at the beginnings of the ruins, it's clear that someone isn't having a good time. Not used to physically laboring (read: walking long distances), nor not getting her way, Misa's patience for being a good prisoner has just about run out. Earlier on in their trek, she'd genuinely been too scared to do anything like try to escape or lash out - now that it's been days, though? She becomes very "I need to speak with the manager" with the guards. ]

Are you listening?

[ Her shrill, obviously irate voice trills quite clearly above the general silence of everyone else walking in her small group to their campsite. ]

I'm asking how long we're supposed to be here!

[ The guards clearly have no intentions of responding to her, to which she only becomes more petulantly, more demanding. ]

Heeey! Stop ignoring us!! We're talking right at you, dummy!!

[ That's right, she's dragging you right into this. The guard in front of you and her turns around, about to retaliate if she keeps it up. ]

III.
[ Seeing as she hasn't been the most cooperative prisoner in the last leg of the journey, it's no wonder that she's basically been barred from leaving to go see the ruins. You know, for now. That is, until she spots an opportunity to leave: via hugging the arm of a stranger who looks like they've been on their best behavior. Even if she startles you - she doesn't let go, clinging quite like a vice. ]

It's okay if I go with you, right? They won't let me go by myself... I promise I won't get in your way.

[ Cue the big ol' doe eyes... she's putting on her best pretty-please face! ]

IV.
[ Guess who got their rations taken away by being annoying on the trip here: this gal. It does look like after enough punishment she's decided to fall in line, though not without a cross of her arms and an occasional sniffle. This is all just horrible! Treating someone as delicate as her so harshly... it's enough to make her shed a tear.

Almost. Rationless and simply sitting near the fire to stay warm, she decides to strike up conversation regardless, blinking away any semblance of distress over her current predicament. ]

Is that any good? [ She scoots a little closer to you, seeming simply curious. All things considered, she seems quite peppy despite the circumstances - whether she's putting on a brave face or has just accepted the situation for what it is remains to be seen. ] Or is it like sand?