At least Cecilia wasn't fighting her on this. It was good to have some support, even if silent. Juno nodded back, and exhaled. She couldn't quite bring herself to get off the bunk yet, and the breathing exercises needed to continue if she was going to subdue every instinct she had to scream, cry and hide under the bottom bunk.
Any other time she'd have laughed at Cecilia telling Pam to use her terrific capacity for shrillness as defense, but hey whatever worked. She couldn't deal with Pam's selectively negative shit right now. But what Kiley said made a lot more sense. Juno nodded. "Re-remember what he said about me? He was just trying to scare me? He was never actually gonna rape me? 'Cause that makes it...better." She inhaled deeply. "Anyway Kiley's right. He likes fear. Also, the balls thing."
She wiped sweat from her brow and unzipped her jumpsuit, removing the sleeves and tying them around her waist haphazardly. "Use your shoes. Or, um... I don't know. Usually you have to try real hard to make weapons in prison. On TV at least. Usually it involves sharpening toothbrushes."