"NOt entirely," he admits with a small chuckle, watching her as she studies his hand. He's made a few observations of his own but it's hard to think clearly with the pain in his head. It puts him offo his game which is something he hates.

If this were a normal situation, he would be somewhere dark, cold and quiet where other people wouldn't actually be a problem to begin with.

"My job is....Interesting," he says. "I actually work for the FBI now. Kind of a work release. I help them and I get to stay out of jail and--" He pauses here, considering something for a moment. "I'm looking for someone," he continues after deciding that he may as well go all in. "Someone's taken her and they're trying to get something out of me but I can't get at it becuase I have no idea where it actually is."