"We.. Who's.. We? There is only you in here." Her eyes scanned the room the moment he cut off her blindfold, not even giving him a hint of attention. The place looked like an old motel room, now that she had a clear vision. He, on the other hand, did not fit the picture. His clothes were quite new and wouldn't give away he actually had no real proffesion. Annah slowly squinted her eyes what she spoke: "Mister Henderson, you do realize I can't help you with anything, right?" She then noticed dried up blood platters on her uniform shirt, realizing that must've been from her lower lip that was itching before.