The fact that there was another person in the cell with him was impossible to miss, really, and it hadn't escaped Mickey's attention. He just hadn't bothered to give the other man the courtesy of being woken up gently before he started his assault on the door and the yelling at the top of his lungs.
Unsurprisingly, his cell mate had woken with the commotion. Mickey didn't exactly feel remorseful about that though. He didn't think much of the order or of what he could see of the other man - a pretty face. But before he could comment, he was moving out of the way, as his fellow prisoner rushed the door.. to no avail.
Mickey let out a single laugh. "Coulda told ya that," he sniffed, as if he hadn't just been kicking at the door himself. "We're sealed in tight."