Tara didn't need the guards giving her looks to know that she needed to follow. She wasn't out to make trouble. Just yet. Not if she could help it. Therefore, she followed through stringent security, watching as she went. Her attention was really caught on the demons and the vampires and all the other people locked in cells. This was definitely different from the Initiative. She had never been where they kept demons and vampires and werewolves but she already knew that much. For a moment, she considered the doctor's words. Maybe it really was going to be difficult for everyone here to be found. Mentally, Tara shook the thought away. Difficult but not impossible.
Tara entered the cell, "I want to." Was all she said. She was already thinking about the people they could have here. About how hard it might be for them. And yes, her eyes followed the doctor's to the demon but Tara knew better than she did that size didn't always equal power or capability for evil. Tara walked in further the cell. This was going to be an interesting, in a very anxiously waiting way, experience. "Books." She said. "On the social customs of the Florida Seminole tribe. And Taglarin mythic rites." If she was asking, then Tara would be specific. "Oh, and some Jane Austin. If you can find any. I'd also like some candle please. Cream colored ones would be nice." Turning back to look at the woman, her expression remained impassive but for a moment you could almost think that she was trying not to smirk. "Last but not least, I'd like a chocolate shake." It might seem stupid to take food from these people but Tara was quite certain that the doctor wouldn't drug her ... yet. She had barely been able to take notes on what Tara could do with her magic unaffected. It would be a while before, if ever, they did anything to see how she worked in altered states. Hopefully, the doctor really meant that she didn't want to hurt her.