Danny felt nothing.

She was confused by it.

She saw the fires blazing through the city outside of the gala window. But she didn’t care in the slightest.

She was bored even.

Guess brainwashing works.

She stared coldly into the crowd.

Her dress had a copper lining on the collar. That could shock her if she got “out of line.”

Her bracelets could be made into handcuffs in the blink of an eye.

She was powerless.

“Might as well muzzle me while you’re at it.” She muttered.