"Can you just. . .be quiet?" Warren asks. He sinks down into a sitting position with his back against the bars.

she walks up to him "and why should i. so far the only entertainment i get is annoying you, so till i find a new way of entertaining myself no, no i wont be quiet." she said sitting on the other side.

Warren doesn't reply. He just sets his head on his knees and crosses his hands over the back of his neck. THe tips of his fingers look. . .black?

"you ok?" she asks. she would usually talk with the guards alot and try to get on their good sides so she could slip out easier

"No," Warren says. "I think 412213 did something to me."

412213, still climbing up the wall, hisses at Warren. Sounds like he confirms it.

" ok maybe you should get that checked out." she suggest. she was hoping he would leave giving her enough time to escape.

Warren shrugs. "I mean, I guess you're right. But seeing as this - " He gestures to his crystalline leg. " - is completely new to me, I'm guessing I can't just go to a doctor." He stands up. "Maybe I can test the composition and see if. . ." He trails off as he walks away and goes through a door, probably to a lab.

she quickly shifted into a cat and struggled to get her body threw the bars but made it with only a few tufts of fur torn off. she ran for a spot to hide and ducked down waiting for him to get back.

Warren comes back out, holding a vial full of black liquid. Looking up, he sees the tufts of fur. Swearing under his breath, he runs to the cage. "Heck."

she runs out the door bloting away as a little black cat. she looks back seeing the door shut.