Maya hastily flipped her journal shut, hiding it in her coat-- She was hoping nobody would notice she had it, for it was her only communication to the outside world, now that there were people out there she knew. She looked up at Hojo with a painfully obvious anxious look. She didn't know where she was at, and now she had a different view on him. She probably wouldn't of thought anything different from him, yet others had told her otherwise.

"W-Where are we?" Maya shakily asked. "I want to know where we are."