Lynx jumped at the sound of an alarm- he assumed it was for food. He changed quickly, taking the hoodie off and hiding it in his closet, along with the earpiece. He threw himself into some looser jeans, a straight white button up, and raked his hand through his hair as he threw on his sneakers. He made his way quietly down the stairs toward the dining room, breathing quietly. He was hungry- he had to admit it. It had been days since he ate anything. He settled in the seat closest to in front of Agent 5F, lounging like he owned the whole house instead of being caged within it.

-X-

Adrien avoided looking at Nikolai o. That wouldn't end well for him. He was not weak, he was not in need of saving. He was fine. But of course, he had to reveal the weaker side of him last night. Pathetic, that's what he was. He stared at the wall, eyes tracing the lines in it.

Lynx stretched quietly, ignoring the presence of the guard behind him and choosing to focus on when, or if, food would show up. He cracked his knuckles quietly, not bothering to look at any of the other prisoners- or, participants- at the table.

-X-

Adrien let his gaze travel down to Nikolai, staring at the back of his head. He was almost trying to will the memory from Nikolai's head. But, that was impossible. So he looked back up at the wall, eyes staring straight ahead. He hated that he let Nikolai see the weak side of him. Ugh.

Just then, the food came out. It wasn't the best food, but it was certainly better than prison food. Adrien watched them all eat, making sure none of them tried to slip something. Or- whatever prisoners tend to take from eating.

Lynx's spine tingled slightly from the feel of his Agent staring at him- he could tell from the way it made the hairs on the back of his neck stick up. He showed no sign he knew the Agent was there, simply stretching and stifling a yawn. He reached back to lazily massage his neck as the food came out, trying not to seem overeager. He did manage to get his food and eat like a civilized person, though, unlike a couple at the table.

-X-

Adrien saw a prisoner slip something off the table and looked around, eyes only. Adrien walked over to them and grabbed their head smashing their face into the plate in front of him. He was not feeling nice or merciful. He wanted others to hurt, mainly, the one who hurt him last night... He grabbed the knife from the prisoner's hand and threw it to the side, to Agent 7F.

He was told, so he did, grabbing the prisoner's arm and walking briskly from the room. He dropped him off with a detective and went back. When he got back, the room was still in shocked eating. He returned to where he had been standing and crossed his arms in front of him.

Sorry, double post

Lynx rolled his eyes as he caught sight of a prisoner slipping a knife into his pocket and sighed, taking a few bites of the food in front of him as his Agent... dealt with it. He simply continued to eat, unbothered by the violence. She smiled slightly at the Agent as he made his back inside, still eating in comfortable- for him- silence.

-X-

Adrien looked over at Agent 7F, who was simply staring back. She raised an eyebrow and he glared at her. She stared at him for another moment until she looked away. Adrien then looked back over the table, watching them all. He didn't see anything else, so that was good. But as soon as the detective that... did that to him last night. He quickly shrunk back into the corner, eyes diverting to the floor.

He hated how he could go from brave to a fucking coward in less than a second. He was fine afterall...