"Yeah how can we help, we've been sent to a insane asylum for this
so I want to help. Because if we don't help other people would be
sent here for seeing the Alias and it would be our fault for not
helping you," Mako said.
Oliver was leaned against the wall, listening. He hummed softly,
tilting his head and shifting his chained wrists. He sniffled.
Silent, as he had been the whole time, he swallowed and let his
eyes wander. He stared at Red momentarily, but a small smile found
its way to his lips. He shifted lightly. He didn't want to speak
up, he just wanted to let all of this sink in as he smiled warmly
at Red. He was try to be friendly with the beast.
"Alright. This sounds good," Mira nodded. "But... I've noticed
something. I'm not sure if anyone else did either but... Why aren't
there any Alia here? In the hospital?"
Dexter woke up grunting in pain as Echo continued dragging him to
the main room before dropping him. Dexter jumped up and struck a
pose, "Chimichangas!"
"Yum. Chimichangas sound good right now," Mira laughed a little at
Dexter. "Well. We should probably go find him, no?" Mira added,
slightly embarrassed for confusing him as a she.
Oliver sighed. He wanted to speak up, but he held his tongue. He
had to keep quiet, considering he didn't completely trust these
people. He crossed his arms, stretching his handcuffs. He tapped
his foot, tilting his head as he watched the others. His skirt
shifted when he moved against the wall a bit. He jumped as Dexter
yelled, a gasp of suprise escaping him. He blinked and sighed.