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"I have nothing better to do. I mean, look at me. I'm locked up in a cell, probably for the rest of my life. So, why not entertain myself with some idle conversation?"

*He laughs, finding your attempt at kicking him amusing. You're so small and fragile, he can't help but feel a bit protective of you. He reaches down and picks you up, holding you in his arms like a child.* "See? You're not strong at all. You're just a little leaf, and I'm the tree. I'm the one who protects you."

"Ah, I see. That's a smart idea. So you don't mind if I look at you while you're using the bathroom?"

(climbs up the bars again and finds a split large enough to go through (

bye(goes through it and runs from the guards)

(a guard grabs Me and sedates me before throwing me back in the cell)