Thorn walked with a sway in her hips, and a grin on her face as her cuffs buzz and light up. Not wanting to talk much to filthy guards, she listens to what Lily asks about the cuffs, tempted to touch one of guards to test it out. 

Thorn eyes Cerin, a smirk graces her face as she starts to overhear his converstation. She can't help but chuckle at his jokes, while her guard seems quite tempered at her reaction to Cerin as a person.

As the smell of the Canteen gets stronger, all thoughts of afternoon tea and pudding are drowned like a fat man in a toilet. "I suppose we'll have to eat each other if we wish to survive, Lily. There is  a nice big meal out of you.." Thorn grins and licks her lips.