Fighting the female officer seemed like an acceptable reaction for about half a second until Hermione reconsidered. She hadn't done anything wrong. The woman was just doing her job. There was no way she could have possibly understood what was really happening. For all she knew, the addled young woman in her cell wandered away from some care home in the middle of the night. It was proof that underneath all of her damage, Hermione still had a conscience. She stood up from the uncomfortable bench she'd been happily sleeping on and followed the woman out of the cell.