[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=1a7b30]Tosram Li[/color][/i][/b][/h1][/center][hr][center][@BlueSky44][/center][hr]

Tosram's eyes focused in on the ceiling of the jail cell. He was always up early, being a creature of habit. Taking care of the kids and the business usually required him to go to bed late and rise early. That wasn't exactly necessary now that all he had to do was sit around and wait. Yet he stared at the ceiling anyways. His roommate had gotten up to exercise, but it was clear the man was working through some issues. Tosram just listened to the boy's mutters, until he stopped. A quick turn of the head showed the man rubbing a scar on his neck. A wound from long ago.

The earthbender took the opportunity to hop out of his bed and press himself against the cold steel ground. He began with a set of push-ups, his eyes remaining closed and his breathing remaining relatively constant despite the set. Tosram wasn't going to pry into his cell-mate's life yet. With any luck, someone would figure a way out of this prison and the two of them would be out of this predicament, though it seemed more likely that at least one of them would be executed before escape or rescue would be possible. Until then, Tosram needed to maintain his strength and continue through his daily routine. He wouldn't let his captors win in that regard.

It was almost a surprise to Tosram as he spoke softly while continuing his exercise. His tone was oddly calm, given the situation. [color=1a7b30]"You've been here longer than I have. Any ideas on how we could get out of this mess, friend?"[/color]