Iolaus had been there now for a couple days in that cell with the redheaded woman. She'd said her name to him a few times but he still had difficulty remembering it. That was probably the concussion talking though. His entire body ached thanks to the Master's torture session. Breathing hurt, it felt like his rib might have cracked in the process. His mouth really had gotten him in some trouble this time. All his taunting had paid off in an unfortunate way. His hands were cuffed behind his back so he couldn't even get up without effort. His blond hair was matted against his face.
His lips were dry and the corner of them was split. He was all around bruised, but still had spirit. He still made it a point to annoy the guards as much as possible. Trying to get tem to let their guard down and possibly throw him a key. Not that he could get it, but if he could convince Pepper then they would be able to charge and get out. His head rested against one of the makshift cell bars as he watched the guards for what seemed like the longest minute in history. "Can we at least get some food in here, I'm starving." There was no response.
Iolaus really was hungry. He hadn't been fed in 48 hours. Who knew how long the other woman had gone. He was determined to get them something to eat, anything. Except maybe a rat. They brought back bad memories he'd rather not have. His vision blurred as he let his eyes slide shut against the cool metal rail. His head felt heavy like a brick and all he wanted to do was sleep.
A voice woke him from his dazed state, a familiar voice that caused his heart to sink. He recognized it immediately and knew who it was before the blond could even get her footing back.
"Welcome to the party." The was a rather large open wound on his bare chest that peeked out from his vest, but still he seemed in decent spirits. The Master hadn't broken him of that yet anyway. "Were you trying to rescue me?" He gave her an incredulous look.