Dirham laughed at the two of them walking towards his cell. He turned around and smiled at them. "There's no need to walk...." He said nervously touching both of them in the shoulder and teleporting to his cell. His cell was pretty run down, his bed wasn't made, his bedside lamp was flickering but he still had the TV attached to his wall. "So....what do you wanna watch or listen to?" He asked then curious what kind of movies or music they were into.