Slasher laughed and crackles at the guards as they pulled her back to her cell. " so this is a two meal prison I assume well I've had worse half a meal a day kept me living for a few years, good enough to live on." Her smile I'll let never fading as she leaned against the wall by her cot and started fiddling with her hair. Long tangled, knotted mess of dark brown hair what could have been better.