[This time he moves, though it isn't much. He inches just a little closer to the cell door, heart beating a little bit faster at the certainty in her voice. He wants to know what makes her so damned sure.]
What have you seen? Why are you so certain?
[He peers at her with dark eyes, the briefest flicker of hope appearing there before it vanishes once more. He looks down.]
[spam]
What have you seen? Why are you so certain?
[He peers at her with dark eyes, the briefest flicker of hope appearing there before it vanishes once more. He looks down.]
I don't hate you.
[His voice is nearly inaudible.]