Valerio shook his head. "Mmm... Well, Otto did say you might get this way. Here." He plunged a hand into his pocket and pulled out a familiar bottle. "You sure look pale, pigeon. Could it be because you haven't taken your meds, yet? If you come with us nicely, I'll give you your bottle. How's that sound?" He nearly cooed, looking at her coyly as the others watched to gauge her reaction.
"I'd really hate to have to try and grab you myself. Of course, Cat could do it for us, too, she's pretty strong. I'd hate to have to dirty your pretty face~ Come onn, sweetness. All we want to do is send a little video to your parents, maybe even the news reporters. That's all we want. Then you don't have to face our boss ever again. Whadya say?" He shook the bottle of pills he had in his hand. The group in particular didn't seem very willing to hurt her, nor get her dirty. In fact, they almost seemed like they were, in a way, trying to accommodate her. Her room wasn't near as bad as some others, course she wouldn't quite know that but you know. None of the group seemed particularly eager about grabbing her, either. It really depended on how she'd respond that they'd have to act.