"I think I will.... I've got to get out of this bloody place. Let me know when you're ready to get out of those nappies." Rising from the cot, he moved to the cell door, throwing it back with a force he wouldn't have been capable of mustering months before. He didn't bother returning to the main floor, instead he went right on through to the garage, snagging the keys to one of Vivian's bikes, before hopping on, and pulling out of the garage. The night air would be good to clear his head, and his temper, before he arrived at Eden's home.