[center]~| Day 2, 14:08- 14:10 |~
~|Xid|~
~| Aboard the Kaggath, Prison Complex |~[/center]

Xid’s lips widen, and for the first time, it actually was fully genuine. Even his eyes lightened at knowing he had made someone’s day better and relaxed from his anxiety a bit. Much better than floundering to seek the correct words and ultimately failing, feeling worthless in the end. He was getting sick of it the more it happened truth be told. Through being in a metal cage didn’t help him to change it or would it help his allies, and friend he held dearly, to keep their moral. The sooner they left the better. 

“Well, at least there’s a win for me.” He answered up in a cheerful mood, his facial muscle softened into pride he had managed something positive in this situation. His fingers tightened on the post as he managed to steady himself. His soles flatten upon the floor and chilled his bare skin, making him shiver a bit. 

Hearing her positive attitude was enough to strengthen his determination, his arm gaining a bit more strength and pressed firmly on the post. “Trying is better than giving up isn’t it?” 

He found it rather strange anyone would hang on his every word, bring importance to their existence. Like a teacher to a student, something believed he would never be good at it. In addition whoever heard of a Knight being younger than his Padawan? He snorted at the thought making his side hurt, the motion rippling through his muscles causing his side to hurt with pain. His arm wrapped about the injury as he hissed in regret. “Oow, that was a bad idea. Laughing… ow.”  

He gingerly lowered himself back down for a moment’s rest while the pain faded, his breathing heavy and face crunched up to show what he wanted to hide. "Give me a second, before I break my ribs more, to get my breath. Then I’ll show you how to open the door and see if we can get you into the halls. The sooner we get out, the better.”