The savage cries of another individual two cages down as the guards poked a shiny stick through the bars was what woke Sapphire up, the tiny golem floating up to see what the commotion was all about. While Sapphire didn't understand what was really going on, it didn't seem like it was pleasant for the poor individual, and that made her a little sad, her crystals turning a muted shade of blue to reflect that. Of course, none of the guards took any notice.

After a little while, they seemed to grow bored, dropping the tray of food, quite different from what Sapphire consumed, in the cage and moving on down the line towards the cell of a person who looked not unlike the guards, though they didn't seem to like him much at all. The words that they said were hard for Sapphire to understand, though she did manage to pick a few out, like “Marcus” and “order”. Over time, she had managed to learn that “Marcus” referred to the inmate. “Order” was a word whose meaning she had not quite grasped, however. The guards liked to say it to Marcus, but she wasn't sure why.

In a few moments, the second guard stopped the first one from hitting Marcus, and they left the cage, continuing onto her cell. Having observed that the guards liked to hit people, Sapphire floated back and up from the door to make sure she was out of their reach, flinching when they made as if attempting to touch her, much to their amusement. Knowing that she was incapable of speech, at least fluent speech, they didn't stick around long, only staying to drop off the tray of her food.

The 'food' that was on the tray wasn't what most people would consider edible, as it consisted of a variety of little stones and such made from silicon. As per the usual, the guard had refrained from giving her all of the food she had been meant to have, keeping a few of the shinier minerals in his pocket, which was strange considering the fact that she had never seen anyone else eat them like she did. Regardless, Sapphire was happy to have something to eat, having been dealing with flashes of pain from her core over the past several hours.

In short order, the medley of minerals was consumed, alleviating the pains that she had been having. Now that she was awake, however, there was really no point in going straight back to sleep. But that lead to the issue of what to do with her time. She had already observed just about everything outside of her cage that could be observed by floating up and down, and there wasn't really anything else to do. The thought that maybe Marcus would help keep her company occurred to her after a few moments, and so she floated over towards him, stopping at the bars of her own cage, of course.

“Mar-cus,” she said, her voice very rough and uneven, showing clear evidence that speech was new to her. “Sp-eech?” The fact that she knew virtually no words made communication quite a bit more difficult, of course, and she tried to supplement that by changing the colors of her crystals to reflect her sympathy – a soft pink that was only slightly different from the pink her crystals normally were.