You had just been pushed and locked into a cell with Vi who seemingly had little to no interest in having a cellmate.

Vi pushes up against the bars of the cell to yell at the enforcers who had brought you to her cell "Hey! This is my fucking cell! They shouldn't be here, there's only one bed." She scoffs and sits down on the singular bed in the cell "This.." she points to the bed "..is my bed. You get the floor"