A frantic 81 could be seen walking in circles. She was once again biting her right-hand nails, a habit that was already formed, when she was bothered by something or felt the tensions within her body that made her uncomfortable. But it was not only her who was listless.
The harpies were trying to squeeze themselves out of the cell bars. While 60 was standing leaning on the wall with both his arms crossed. His eyes were closed as if he was thinking of something deeper.
On the other hand, 95 was chilling in the right corner of the cell, where there was a pile of hay on the ground. He lay there with his eyes closed as if he had already fallen asleep.
It's funny how kids have better communication with each other here xd and analyze things first to not end up in more misunderstanding and drama lol. Well, they are not normal kids afterall.