“Iris… Iris. Hey.” 

Stirring from the sound of a voice Iris felt herself frown, moaning at them to go away as she fidgeted from the uncomfortable position on the floor. Even though she had rested she didn’t feel like she slept at all, thoughts of Caspain haunting her dreams and then thoughts of what was going to happen to her. Opening her eyes, she grimaced feeling the cold hard floor against her, sitting up she didn’t recall coming to this room but then everything felt like a blur. Startled it took her a moment to realise she wasn’t alone, and she looked towards the rebel that was in the room. [color=f49ac2]“W-What.”[/color]

“Hey no, don’t worry. It’s okay. I’m not here to do anything. Remember me? I’m good friends with Maisie and you once.”

[color=f49ac2]“O-Oh… no I’m really sorry. I feel like I should know you.”[/color] Iris frowned as the rebel placed down some sort of plate with food and water onto a table, it was then she realised she was in some sort of bedroom. Much better than the cell she had been in with Caspain. [color=f49ac2][i]Caspain… he.. no. Maybe he’s not[/i][/color]. Pushing those thoughts back down already feeling it upset her at the idea he had been killed last night. 

“Yeah I heard… amnesia. My mother suffered with something similar. She never remembered everything. I’m sorry. Look… I just. I don’t know what Ethans plans are with you, but it can’t be good. I’ve never seen someone so obsessed before.” Nodding to the table the rebel then took a seat on the bed, “Just be ready to run.”

[color=f49ac2]“I… I can’t. Caspain… they, I can’t leave his body here it’s not right.”[/color] Choking at her own words as Iris had already made her mind up to try and give him a proper burial, it wouldn’t be fancy nor what he deserved but she didn’t want Ethan having his hands on it. Already she felt her eyes well up with tears, the thought of him being dead still fresh. [color=f49ac2]“Plus… I made a promise…”[/color]

“He’s not dead. Ethan hasn’t been given the all clear to kill him yet, they want to try again today to get the information they want out of him. If he doesn’t comply today… well then…”

[color=f49ac2]“But the gunshots… I thought…”[/color] Stuttering as she started to feel a weight lift from her chest at the idea he was still alive. 

“No. I mean he’s pretty hurt. He will need a lot of help if you plan to escape here together. They shot him in the leg.” Shaking his head as he grimaced, Sven was quite squeamish when it came to things like blood, so he didn’t want to think on how they had spent the evening cleaning him up. “Look, I’ve brought food and a bit of a warning. You should get yourself ready for the day and wear what they gave you. I don’t know how I can help, but I’ll try.”

[color=f49ac2]“Thank you?”[/color]

“Sven. Have a think maybe you’ll remember me.” Grinning as he pushed himself off of the bed holding his hand up in a wave, “Maisie surely will if you mention my name~” Leaving the bedroom he locked the door behind him knowing he had too, it was orders after all. 

Sighing heavily Iris picked herself from the floor, her head was swimming because Caspain wasn’t dead? Feeling an ache in her heart she clutched her chest as she moved over to the plate of food, he was hurt though. Determined she forced herself to eat the little food supplied, two slices of bread and water to wash it down with. Needing the energy as she still had time to break him out.