Rose is out wandering the prison. She's been here long enough that she can't really call it exploring anymore. She's gotten used to keeping all sorts of hours. She smiles when she sees someone else awake at this hour and walks over.
"S'kinda nice this time a night, innit? All quiet and the like."
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