Raine watched with wide eyes as a beaten, yet familiar face appeared in the door--or rather on the floor in front of the door that led to the top of the staircase. [I]What the hell s he doing here?[/I] The assassin knew that Flake could be quite a mischievous trouble maker but she did not think that he would do something bad enough to get thrown in here with her. Unless... [I]He must have done this on purpose then...but why?[/I] Raine knew that she would not get her questions answered if she continued to ask them to herself so, once the guards disappeared back up the stairs, she stood up from her bed and walked over to Flake. As she got closer, she raised a questioning eyebrow that she was sure that he could see. 

"What did you do to get thrown in here and why?" The assassin asked, suddenly wondering if he had done it to help her escape. Whatever it was, she was sure that he had done it for some important reason. As she waited for a reply, Raine silently examined the male: it looked as though someone had kicked him in the face repeatedly before stepping on the rest of his body as well. Of course, she was probably exaggerating a bit but that's what it looked like to the girl at the time.