10.01: Another New Arrival

There was a quiet knock, followed by Emma Frost's head peeking cautiously around the doorframe.
"Come in," Hisako said.
“I thought you might be asleep," Emma explained as she stepped into the room. "I wanted to catch up earlier, but I've been mired in paperwork and I lost track of time."
"Jamie said I should try to sleep because of the tests tomorrow," Hisako said. "But my brain is shooting off fireworks after all that happened today."
"How was Jamie?"
Hisako smiled. "He's really nice. His friends were too, and the campus looks amazing."
Emma smiled as she held out a cellphone. "You will need one of these around campus.”
Hisako reached down and picked up the backpack alongside her bed and pulled out her yellow box. "I'll put it in here," she said.
Emma sat on a side chair. “Make sure that you have your pack with you then. Have you had the bag for long?"
Hisako looked a touch embarrassed. "I know it's crap, but I've had that pack longer than anything else, in there is really all I have left from home. I keep everything in it. Old family stuff, random junk, my medals."
"That is not crap, Hisako," Emma said. "It's good that you've been able to keep hold of a few things, even after all you've been through. I think we can sort you out a new backpack though. That one looks like it's seen a fair bit of action."
"It hasn't been the same since it spent three hours in a bin at the back of a Philippine brothel," Hisako said. "Zip’s busted as well."
“I've been working on questions for your debriefing on how you got here Hisako," Emma said. "It's going to take a long while, but it can wait until you are ready.”
Hisako had been rescued from a people trafficking operation somewhere in New Jersey, shortly before she popped up on Cerebro. They knew she had found herself abandoned by her family in her native Japan after her mutant abilities had surfaced. She had fallen in with people traffickers and through a convoluted route had found herself working in a sandwich factory. Hisako was being moved from working on a food production line to the the sex trade when she had managed to escape from the car by disabling the driver. Unfortunately she had been travelling for sometime at that point, and found herself about thirty miles from Newark, she had no idea where she had been held.
It was this Emma wanted to talk about. “I was intrigued by how little information you had about that factory and the house you stayed at."
Hisako looked uneasy. "The police asked over and over. They thought I was hiding something, but I told them everything I remembered."
"I"m not accusing you of lying," Emma said. "But the human brain often blocks out the memory of stressful or distressing events. It's a kind of coping mechanism.”
“I just don’t remember Miss Frost.”
At that moment there was another knock on the door, when Hisako called to come in Jamie Braddock entered.
“Hey Jamie, I didn’t think I would see you again today.”
“I was thinking that Jamie might help jog your memory.”
Hisako did not look happy. “I don't mean to be awkward, but I am whacked," she said.
"This actually works better when a subject is drowsy," Emma said. "If we can find the sandwich factory and the house where you stayed, it could open up a whole new front in the battle against people smuggling."