[b][I]Mikhail Chekhov[/i][/b]

One of Mikhail's gifts was that he knew he wasn't [i]always[/i] special or unique, and that what special things [i]do[/i] happen to him happen to other people as well. So his first thoughts were, [i]Others will probably rescue me or be brought in here.[/i] Probably the latter, and that meant he had potential allies. Although part of him hoped that Hatto-san or even Tyler had found their way into this place and had ‘magical’ weapons as well. Either way, for now, he’d wait, even if it was waiting to be tortured. After all, the room had only few furnishings and his phone had limited power.

Inside the prison room, Mikhail resisted the urge to reflect on his earlier actions. Philip and Alex committed crimes against him, damnit, not the other way around! He did not need to apologize to those two, not at all! 

Obviously, that wasn’t the case, and Mikhail found himself yelling, [b]”I don’t want to apologize to Philip and Alex, even if I get out of here! I know I did wrong but it hurts my [i]pride[/i] to apologize! Did it ever occur to anyone that what they did to me is worse than what I did to others?!”[/b]

He may - may - have drawn the guards’ attention to him because of that. Oh, flipping crap! Why did this happen to him?

And he also noticed the lying self-deception and hypocrisy in his own words. Why can’t he take refuge in those qualities instead of being repulsed by them?!