Opening her eyes at the sound of the rattle of the door handle and she couldn’t help but frown, her heart beat quickened again more because she shouldn’t have visitors nor should she except any visitors unless it was someone for her death warrant but when it looked like Jacob new this person she relaxed a little. Jacob hadn’t appeared as a threat for her right now, he was just probably making sure she didn’t run or do anything stupid. Looking over at Harry she relaxed a little stopping her thoughts from going wild on how this could be when she died. It was hard not to think that every time the door went, as a prisoner a member of the rebellion it was a pretty standard punishment. Plus, the image of her father kept flashing by each time she worried that she was about to die. 

[color=f49ac2][i]Matthew? That name, is it that interrogator? Why would he be pulling a fast one? [/i][/color]

Confused over what they were talking about she kept quiet not wanting to question it and draw attention to herself. As she was eyeing up the new guard who had taken Jacobs seat, she heard him finally respond to her statement, he wouldn’t tell Caspain if he didn’t have too and that was all she could ask for. A faint smile graced her lips at that, Caspain did not need to worry about her. Right now, he needed to focus on recovering and sorting things out with his father, she could wait. She wasn’t important right now and if she was honest, she just couldn’t see how he would be able to fix this. Not with what she had observed of his father so far, to her she could only see a man who ruled with an iron fist. 

[color=f49ac2][i]I don’t remember much of yesterday and the questioning, probably for good reason[/i][/color]. Looking back over at Harry who felt different to Jacob, maybe he was more friendly? Not that it mattered because she didn’t need that, sure maybe a little company would help time pass by and stop her spiral of thoughts that always ended up in the same place around her death she knew she should rest, she knew she should get some sleep because she still felt tired, but it felt strange when someone else was in the room. The guard wouldn’t exactly be watching her whilst she slept, she knew that and back at the prison there were probably cameras that watched all the cells but it still felt a little odd having an unknown presence in your room whilst you slept. 

[color=f49ac2][i]At least the silence with Jacob wasn’t as awkward. I don’t really know what I should do[/i][/color]. As if the guard had read her mind, she could see already he had more of a friendly aura as he looked right at her giving a small wave. 

“It’s Harry, Iris, right?” 

The silence had been broken and she nodded in response to his question still watching him a little apprehensive. It was hard to trust anyone around her with her current circumstances so she still had to be careful, maybe it would lead to more questions? Nodding in response she rubbed her arm avoiding the various tubes that were embedded in her skin, [color=f49ac2]“… Yeah. I guess you are here for the day?”[/color] What else could she really ask, should she ask how he was doing? What if he asked it back? It would just be awkward and add to how uncomfortable she felt already. 

“Oh, you bet! I’ll always help Jacob where I can, he’s a good lad. Does a lot for people.” Harry spoke freely as if he was having a normal conversation and not just guarding a prisoner, however he did take his job seriously so even though he was having a normal conversation he wouldn’t hesitate to restrain her if needed though he doubted the later would happen.