It happened so quickly that Z didn't have time to react. Next thing she knew, she was hanging upside down from the building with her arms covering her head. She looked up at her foot, relieved that something had kept her from dying, but the relief lasted a short time for when she looked back down, Sparrow was pointing weapons at her. She tried to cry "It wasn't me!" but a shock of pain sprinted through her throat where her vocal cords had been cut. She cringed from the pain, a hand gripping her throat. 'I can explain', she mouthed, attempting to make some communication. She had a feeling that Sparrow wasn't willing to listen.