The man was hard to decipher in her eyes as the darkness covered half of the cell. She sat on her legs ready to spring up and dodge if required. An unknown person in jail is asking her questions in jail is not something she would be comfortable with.
‘Why are my hands tied on the back instead of the front ugh.’ She thought and crawled back to the light.
The figure in front of her was wearing a ruined shirt and dirty pants. His face is so unkempt that she was having a hard time seeing anything on his face except his eyes. He did not move at all only titled his head to study her.
He scoffed at her attitude “I don’t remember them putting new cadets in jail.”
Rosa sighed, ‘He might not be dangerous for now.’
Her mind relaxed from the alert position. “I am here because I attacked the knights.”
He put his head back chuckling, “How many?”
“Ten.” Rosa replied, ‘He seems to be unreadable.’