As pitiful as the lackluster accommodations might have been, in the right hands, they could be the perfect fuel. Throughout the entirety of my imprisonment, I had never been lacking in sarcastic remarks to snap at whatever poor bastard had prison duty that day. Thank goodness it wasn't a very luxurious prison - what kinds of complaints would I be able to make out of clean water and fresh linen? I would be thankful for what I could, before I could start to think too long about just how long they would keep me here. I wasn't about to imagine getting out until I could be sure I ever would.
The guard was a welcome sight, despite his empty hands. Once they moved to unlock the iron bars, I grinned, leaning against the dirty cell wall.
"I'll stop charming only if you do," I mused with a wink, strolling happily out of the cell, "But, oh, all this time sitting, staring at a wall's really done a number on my navigation. Mind giving an escort~?"