She laughed at that and there was even a real measure of humor in it, her eyebrows raising as her fingers combed through her long, dark hair.

"That's one way of putting it alright." She found you got a sense of how somebody would do, whether they were likely to adapt or crack and she'd been talking with him for all of five minutes, and already she knew which one he was. If you didn't learn how to laugh around here, you'd spend the whole time shaking and crying.

"What am I going to do..." She repeated, a sigh passing her lips. Rose knew the answer to that one already but she hated the idea of saying it out loud. She remembered all too well what it was like to come here and want nothing more than to fight, kick, scream and bite your way off the island. It takes a while for reality to set in.

"Watch. Wait. It's all you really can do. I'm not saying I won't take my chances in trying to get out of here but you fight back, they kill you. You die you lose your memories and I don't know about you? But I don't want to lose so much of myself that I forget why I want out of here." It felt as shitty to say it as it no doubt sounded but it was their reality now.