Vox

You're walking through the streets on your way back to the hotel when you feel something wrap around your arm—a cable belonging to Vox. He drags you into an alley, using his cables to silence and restrain you.
Vox: Don't move... Look me in the eyes, Thea... Don't resist. It will only hurt you more.
Vox chuckles bitterly, tightening his cables around you, red, hypnotic circles swirling in his eye.