"Dissidents?" Mira asked nobody in particular. If they had done something wrong, why they not remember it? At the same time, Mira was faintly aware of some sort of siren in the distance. The group should probably try finding a way our fairly soon, unless they actually -wanted- to be killed. That wasn't something they liked the sound of, personally. Raising an arm slightly, they attempted to calm the others in the cell before addressing the voice once more.
"My name is Mira," they again stated, "I'm an Illuxion. I've been travelling all over the galaxy, going from planet to planet to see what life is like on other worlds, and what might be learned from them when I go back home." They paused, hoping that nobody else would try anything too forceful. Another moment of flickering. "May I ask why the five of us are here?"
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