Robert
"Oh! I see!" Hatzume looked him up and down, he did seem the type not to be here on work.. The cigarette just confused her, i suppose.
But again, it wasn't her business, and she's more interested in befriending this guy.

"Prisoner?? I dunno, I think i quite like it here" Endearingly, Hatzume turned her head to look around the area she was stood; then looking back at Silas with a grin
"Yep! Much nicer than home anyways, after a while you get bored of the same ol' village for 17 years" 

Perhaps her judgement was flawed, as far as she was aware, Hatzume was just stupidly excited to be somewhere NEW for a change. All her life, same place, same people, same existence..

She knelt by the bench where he lay, either because there wasnt soace for her to sit, or just to get to a similar height level.
"Chemistry? Man.. I suck at science" She giggled

"In for? Uh.. A tidbit of mischief, a spot of misdemeanor perhaps! I basically screamed so loud that a good 10 or so windows at my school shattered. In my defense, i was overwhelmed out of my mind." Great excuse, Hatzume
Charles
◆ "Fair. It's... A weird place, mate. By all means it's a prison, but it's one of those Swedish ones so it's super fuckin' posh and lovely." He spoke, clearly already adjusted to how nice life was within the prison. "I feel that, though. Save for the occasional trip to London or the one time I went to Guadalajara with Dad, I spent seventeen bloody years in the same town, and it gets to be pretty... Hm. Restless. Yeah." He snapped his fingers. "That's the word."

□ Admittedly, he didn't have much problems with his home town, or at least if he did it was to a lesser degree than this gal seemed to have. Of course, though, it wasn't exactly his place to pry so soon after meeting, so he let it drop and looked up at the lass as she walked over and kneeled. There was something about the way she carried herself that seemed to hint that she'd never seen this much of the world, and like a bright-eyed child there was still wonder to be seen everywhere.

▪︎ Perhaps he was jaded, but it seemed like naivety to him.

◆ "Aye, fair. Seems like most people here don't care for chemistry. It's a lot of numbers and stuff but... You can do some absolutely amazing stuff with it." He chuckled. "Like, even if all you do are mercury amalgamations, you'll see some bonkers stuff. Anyways... Ayy, another noise bomb. I'm here for pretty much the same damn thing, except instead of a lot of windows it was keeping half of Manchester up for three nights straight. Fun."
Robert
"Hmm, well it does seem neat here!" She smiled brightly, still looking around the area with curiosity.
"Guadalajara..? Where's that?" Miss never taken a Geography lesson, Hatzume tilted her head with her voice lifting in a sort of unsurity.
"God yeah... It's a lovely little village but the local town is so far awayyy! Everyone knows everyone and ugh, it was like havin' tabs on eachother." She chuckled lightly.

Honestly, even the trip here was shockingly enjoyable to her- seeing new things outside of the 7 retail shops at the local town and the same neighbourhood was mental to her.
For a moment she recalled the plane journey, and the raw excitement of getting to literally FLY!"

"I think I'd care for it if i were good at it maybe.. Its super cool, juuust not something i could ever comprehend"
Fiddling with her hair, she sheepishly snickered.
"Bonkers.. I like that word, you say funny things, i like that" Hatzume finds out british ppl are real.

"Manchester, is that the place in London?" She questioned, face lighting up a bit
"Or uhhh.. London,,, England? Yeah, nevermind- London isn't a country, oops" Sheepishly, she snickered to herself at her own incompetence.
"Three nights!? Hehe, I'd go uh- bonkers!"