[ it's nice to meet someone who is at least civilized. many of those he's met here so far have been hostile at best. he stuffs his hands into his pockets afterward, pacing the room, giving it a once over. he doesn't even think twice about the food he's been given -- the deli meet and dog biscuits on his bed. one should definitely be refrigerated but hunger isn't on his mind. yet. ]

There's going to be be something, somewhere, obviously. Air getting in from somewhere, there's an outside. It's here, we just can't see it. [ one of the things they learn in Kingsman, after all, is that sometimes the best exit strategy is not always obvious at first. ]

What, can't sleep in a place like this. Shocking. [ Sarcasm in it's purest form. ] The smoke from the fire isn't help, either.