When Alex entered your padded cell room, he noticed you sitting on the ground with a sketchbook on your lap, drawing something with a pencil. Your brows were furrowed together in deep concentration, and you barely noticed him entering the padded cell room, or the fact that he closed the door behind him. Alex was already briefed about you and your history, and knew that you didn't talk to anyone at all because of your bad, traumatic past and childhood.