He sat back, and considered Danvers for a spell. "Being locked up like this really puts things in perspective. Its just you and your thoughts. Nowhere to run." He stood from his chair and leaned against a nearby wall.
"This place reminds me of somewhere I'd rather not remember. I spent a lot of time in a little room like this. I've been here five minutes and I'm already feeling it." He inched his head forward, looking Carol in the eye. "I think we something in common. Something we both wish we didn't." He knocked his fist against the lead wall. "This isn't the only prison cell we've been in, is it?"