(OOC: ( For Oruin, he is a doctor. At this time, there might not be much he can actually do to help, but if a patient looks somewhat unwell, a medic will do things which might ease a patient’s pain, like give the patient some water, or clean their hands if they look caked in filth. Maybe a prison medic wouldn’t clean the patients, but Oruin can at least give people he likes a damp towel or some kind of herb to chew on. Just something to add to his character a little.))

Unable to keep his eyes closed, as Flake lied on his matting, he stared at Oruin and Raine. When Oruin checked on Raine’s wellbeing, Flake frowned and thought, [i]Is he asking that to an assassin, or a friend?[/i] as he weighed the man’s voice. The medic seemed to use gentleness and ease in his speech, but it also seemed to be rehearsed, as if he said it to everyone he met. The bounty hunter smirked after the two briefly interacted, amused by making a mental comparison of the two.

After Oruin rose from his seat next to Raine, Flake watched Oruin flip through a few keys, barely able to see the tooth arrangement of the key the medic used before he put it away. Flake figured that it might come in handy if he needed to pick the lock, in the event that his plans failed. After Oruin opened the door, Flake closed his eyes and relaxed, trying his best to look asleep. He could already feel Raine’s eyes on him, so he knew she would not fall for his ruse, however he kept it up nonetheless.

Once she started to talk, Flake opened his eyes and watched her. The position she took up reminded him of beggar children and sleeping drunks, the position itself shouting loneliness and hopelessness. Flake continued to stare at Raine as she spoke. Her words were quite amusing, but the bounty hunter figured it would not fit the situation to laugh. After she finished her words, he felt that he did not quite understand why she needed to keep watch, but nodded anyways. They were in prison, so nobody was going to try to kill them unless they were condemned to death, and if the guards decided to pop in and beat them up, there was nothing they could do about it.

Of course, Flake did not want to spoil Raine’s fantasies. He only barely knew who she was, so observing her in trying times would be a great indication, especially considering she lost her composure. [i]I had best start talking at sunrise…I likely will not be able to think well at the moment[/i] he thought, closing his eyes. He was not nearly tired enough to fall asleep, but as he relaxed on the mat with his eyes closed, he got fairly close.