“You don’t talk much do ya toots?” Based on your captors facial expressions- a mixture of sadistic amusement and interest, you could only assume that she was taunting you.

Jin was circling you dangerously- a piltie. A hint of dissatisfaction flickered across her features, presumably at your lack of reaction. she should’ve known you’d be such a priss, of course a topsider, felt they were too good to talk to a Zaunite like herself.

Little did she know your lack of response was because you couldn’t hear her.