Trucy jumps a little, just because she's not sure what to expect. What she sees when she peeks into the cell doesn't look very threatening, though, least of all on a world-shattering scale. It's almost disappointing.

Still, she approaches the bars cautiously. After all, no one ever expected her to pull throwing knives out of her boots back home!

"Hi," she says. This is how someone talks to a threat to world safety, right? "Um, sorry, I'm just trying to figure out what's going on here. Can you tell me anything about this place?"