Adrian nodded in agreement at the suggestion of taking shifts, taping his fingers rapidly against his leg, scowling darkly. He then spoke," sounds good to me." He grabbed Enna's plate off of the table, freezing at the sound of her thought running through his head. His hand tightened on the plate as his anger flared again, his jaw clenched tightly. His anger further worsened as the two explained quietly what was happening. 

His grip tightened again, the plate shattering in his grip. He growled at it in frustration," shit." He grabbed pieces of meat that fell, setting them down on his own plate. He glared angrily at the broken parts of the plate on his lap and on the floor, the broken plate drawing a sigh from the women. 

His breathing was ragged, staring down at his lap. Small flames flickered over his hands, clenched into fists. He was struggling, he felt the ache in his bones, making him want to shift and tear the source of his anger apart. How could a person be so evil as to lock a young girl into a cage and torture her! He snarled softly, his body shaking. [@Arista]