Adrian had already gone back to praying, but the noises from their neighbors kept throwing them off. "Maybe I can get myself into solitary...." They muttered, laying back on the concrete floor of their cell and contemplating things that would land them there. They had, in the past, isolated themselves for years at a time, so the prison probably couldn't throw them in there long enough to actually bother them. From what they experienced so far about the others, it would be a blessing.