[The time spent in his cell was spent doing everything he could to keep from losing his mind. He planned, exercised, slept, ate, even meditated (as Sabin often suggested whenever he was under a lot of stress). When the good Captain returned, he was more than relieved; when she slid the door open, he stepped out through them and debated on hugging her.

He didn't, of course. But he did feed her quite the grin.]

My dear, as much as I would love to stay in your presence for all eternity, I do have things I'm obligated to, by birthright.

[His first taste of freedom and, of course, he spent it flirting. Pausing in front of her, he carefully lowered the pendant into her palm and kept his hand covering hers, baby blue eyes directly on her gaze.]

Ah, that coin? May I have it back, please?