"Since you won't stop finding ways of escaping from your cell..."

Jason's grip on you was so tight it was bruising your skin underneath your clothes, as he dragged you around the ship with his hand clasped around your arm. He didn't wait for you, didn't even stop whenever you trapped over yourself, but instead hauled you further away. And, you couldn't really blame him --- ever since you had been captured, you had been wrecking havoc around his ship.

He opened a door with his free hand, pushing you inside with little care, and stepping in before he closed it behind him.

"You'll have a new cell." Jason finished his previous words, a contempt smirk appearing across his lips. "My quarters."