Maiya: C'mon, guys. You know better than to play ball in the walkways. You could hurt someone.
Boy 1: But there's no where else to play.
Maiya: I don't care. It's dangerous. You nearly ran Onyx over. What do you have to say to her?
Boy 1: ... You have weird hair.
Boy 2: Isn't that the prisoner?
Boy 3: Yeah, shouldn't she be locked up with the other one?
Maiya: Boys! I'm so sorry. Onyx is our guest. Not a prisoner. And you will apologize for your rude behaviour.