You glared back at the seemingly blind white and red haired man in front you. It sucked being in a prison cell with him. He'd be giggling or asking cruel things. This time, he stood there, his eyes closed, with no other visuals, yet he seemed to know where you were. "No need to be a bitch. This is jail, you're in here for good measure. Same as me.",he said as he sighed, his black and white prison uniform shifting as he sat on his bed in the cramped cell.