"Whoo'zat?" Zari had been out cold, but Willow's voice has her stirring from the shackled lump she'd been on the ground a moment ago.

The floor is hard and Zari isn't exactly a floor sleeper, so as soon as she registers the hard surface below her she bolts up into a seated position.

"Oh my god. Where are we?!"

Willow. They met when she first arrived here. At least it's a familiar face and some of the immediate fear leaves Zari's face on recognition, but she's still shackled and she has a feeling they're not exactly in a cushy hotel here.