The trip to the station was a quick one. I was glad i hadn't been taken to the same one as previously but i wasn't excited to be back in jail.
Unlike the first time where i had been shoved into a cell and practically ignored, this time i was actually getting a chance to speak for myself. I was still inside a cell and very much restrained, but it was definitely an improvement.
"So let me get this straight, you're from earth?" the enforcement agent questioned, he was relatively tall, about my height and muscular, he looked beefier than me but his tone and posture was gentle despite his appearance, it seemed like he genuinely wanted to assess the situation without bias. He had a notepad in hand and sat Infront of the cell as he interrogated me.
"yes that's right" i respond
"where?" he asks not completely convinced