[quote]Aster exhales, and you can tell she's following in your mental footsteps. It usually takes her a bit, but she always ends up in the same ballpark. [/quote]

This is the essence of their relationship - Canada always with a three second lead, intimately aware that a single stumble or missed step will result in being left in the dust. They're almost twins. They have the same heart, the same pride, the same terrible taste in women. They even had a thing for a week back in the day - unadvised and disastrous that had ended in the same way that this was about to. 

Canada gets to the cell door first and slams it locked behind her. Asterion gets there a second later with a snarl. 

"Check your records, Caphtor," said Canada, adjusting her veil. "I, Asterion, am the only gladiator here. She is just my armouring slave. And speaking of..."

She picked up a huge and heavy warhammer from the armoury rack, just the sort of thing that'd be perfect for smashing down prison doors given a bit of time, and slides it in between the bars. "Sharpen this," she said.