Hanging In There?

Cerberus had tried to talk to Chimera about letting the three of them share a cell, but he was adamant about keeping them away from each other while they were delusional and dangerous to each other. Cerberus himself had been feeling better as of late, but was still recovering from the strange illness that overcame them.

He wasn't quite sure if he was delirious anymore or just stir crazy. He was reverting back to his old self, finding the quiet calming but what bothered him the most was the noises of the slaves and Viper from time to time. Sometimes his siblings too.

He laid down along the front of his cell, his nose poking out of the bars in the front while he relaxed into the floor. "Albion?" he questioned quietly, "Are you doing alright?" The three of them were lined up in cells next to each other with him in the middle but the stone walls in between them made it so they couldn't see each other. "Scylla?"

"Cerberus Klein"