"What?" Ashton snapped over his shoulder at the quiet voice. He fastened green human eyes on the fairy on the cot, sometimes almost forgetting Adrian was back there with how much time Ashton spent pacing the line of the bars all day and night. Adrian didn't make much noise or movement to remind the dragon he was there, and with Ashton's rage so focused on the stone constructs, he didn't usually look behind him.
"What was what?" Circling the bars with his fingers, Ashton gripped them tightly, giving a hard shake as though it might work on the fortieth time he tried to break or bend them.