you step inside his cell, peering down at him as he rests upon his bed, unmoving and stiff, his body on visible edge as you approach

his tag name was 'kyoto', his hair was always a ragged mess while he clothes were scuffed and mucked up, like he hasn't been properly cared for in a long while

"Yes?" kyoto weakly mumbles as he pulls himself upright with a small groan, his gaze clouded and distant