Narrator: (Pythor sat in his well furnished cell of Kryptarium Prison, sipping on a cup of tea)

Pythor's POV: I do say... This wonderful silence is just so relaxing... Wouldn't you agree? (I looked over at my reflection in the mirror) Oh, what would you know?!? Hmph... It turns out the best company is not yourself... What I wouldn't give to have a spot of company