[The smirk on his lips takes on a dangerous quality. From what he's been told, he's stuck in the middle of space with a boat filled with criminals. Some might deserve a second chance, while others deserve nothing more than a bullet in between their eyes. He might not have his guns with him, but that doesn't mean he's weaponless.
The reason he wants to go to the kitchen is because he's hoping to come across cleaning supplies that he can use to make a couple of explosives. Knowing she's reading him at the moment, he derails those thoughts for the time being.]
From what I've gathered, the only person who is going to care about what I do is my warden.
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[The smirk on his lips takes on a dangerous quality. From what he's been told, he's stuck in the middle of space with a boat filled with criminals. Some might deserve a second chance, while others deserve nothing more than a bullet in between their eyes. He might not have his guns with him, but that doesn't mean he's weaponless.
The reason he wants to go to the kitchen is because he's hoping to come across cleaning supplies that he can use to make a couple of explosives. Knowing she's reading him at the moment, he derails those thoughts for the time being.]
From what I've gathered, the only person who is going to care about what I do is my warden.