Everything Tara was saying didn't seem to even phase the doctor, while the guards remained motionless. Instead all Natusmi offered was a sad smile. Tara wasn't getting out of here. The security was too high. They were too off the radar. Almost impossible to find, or impossible to find unless you knew where you were coming from. None of the employees would tell, because no one wanted what would be coming for them then. The sympathetic look lasted only a minute.
"Please, Tara. I don't want to hurt you." she glanced over her shoulder again. "But they don't care either way. The easier way is better than the hard way." she already knew the girl was a witch, a simple display to start before they brought her to her room would be nice.
Natusmi looked around the room, and then finally pulled out a pencil from her labcoat. "Could you, say, make this pencil move for me?" Things would be much easier, better for her, if she just did what they asked. It could be almost painless really. They probably weren't going to match her against anyone, it was clear the girl wasn't a warrior so Ty would have to find someone else for his entertainment source.
She held the pen out infront of her, laying in her tiny palm, and then looked over to Tara hopefully.