"Then it won't," Simms told Cecilia, understanding her hidden meanings but looking at her seriously so she understood his; if she tried to take him down again, he'd be ready for her, and fight back.
He looked around for cameras as soon as Owen mentioned them, and stared down the one that he managed to find before he turned back to the conversation. "I smashed the camera up in... What, I guess that's my room now?" He huffed unhappily, but gave his head a little tilt as he decided that that could, for sure, be worse. "So what have you guys been doing to find a way to get out?"