[b]Alex Clark - Cells - Danny & Co[/b]

Suddenly looking up as a reference to a famous show he used to binge-watch was named, Alex couldn't hide a crooked grin. Looking at himself from a distance, he realized he looked kind of crazy. Mostly crazy in fact. His previous self, the one living an ordinary life, would have been terrified of himself. Having hidden the arrowtip in his sleeve, his hands sticky from Richard's drying blood, and his face still covered in patches of his own dried blood from his broken nose... He really looked like some insane murderer. He was really frustrated about his nose though. It really did hurt a lot, and it was crooked. For some reason, that really bothered him. Nevertheless, as he inspected the guy, he realized that he was from Enrique's group of the Scouts. He didn't exactly know this guy by name, but he had seen him around a few times. Probably the same counted for the other guy.

[b]"Yes of course. My idea is to rest and wait untill an opportunity presents itself to learn more about what's going on, and how to get away from this shithole."[/b] He replied on a faked knowledgeable tone. [b]"In other words, I don't have a plan at all. How'd you end up here anyways? Weren't you with Enrique?"[/b] He was mostly suspicious of the guy since he was with Enrique, but he reckoned that if he was here, in a cell, it probably meant that both Enrique and their group ran into a bigger fish. Because of their situation, he could probably trust what the guy was saying. They were not enemies, for now. Nevertheless, given their original goal, saving that girl, Emma, it certainly complicated matters.