Carpathia. Sullivan had heard of it before, albeit just barely. He didn't pay much attention to these kinds of things, and never formally went to school, something that wasn't altogether uncommon for shifters. He listened on, interested to know just how someone from so far away managed to end up here, of all places. Though Aliester's accent was thick, at least he was understandable. Sullivan's eyes widened when he explained that he had likely killed his former captor, and found himself subtly putting more distance between them at the revelation.<br/><br/>Sure, Sullivan was a criminal, a dirty thief, but he had never<i>hurt</i>anybody. Well, there was that one time he had accidentally elbowed a mall cop in the eye while being apprehended, but that was an accident. Yeah, the pigs definitely deserved it, but in Sullivan's mind, if this guy murdered one person, there was no reason that he couldn't murder<i>him</i>. Admittedly, his years on the streets had left him more than a little paranoid, but Sullivan was selfish, and had one mission in life: stay alive at all costs.<br/><br/>So to hear Aliester suggest that they attempt to escape had him gawking. "Escape?" Sullivan repeated, like it was the most ridiculous idea he had ever heard. "You mental, mate? Just how you plannin' to escape here?" This wasn't no ordinary prison. Sullivan, too, knew what was going to happen here - he wasn't an idiot - but he had never heard of anyone escaping their fates once they were caught. That wasn't a comforting thought, but it always paid to be realistic, as far as he was concerned.<br/><br/>He huffed, eying Aliester suspiciously. "You strong 'nuff to pry open these bars, are ya?" He'd never seen a shifter that buff before - at least not a fellow feline - so he supposed it was possible. "Cos I s'pose I could try 'n finagle them cuffs off'a ya." That was a long shot in and of itself; he'd have to use his teeth, and while they were sharp, he wasn't sure he'd have the dexterity to pick the lock with his mouth. He pursed his lips. "Or are ya tryin' to trick me into makin' a scene, so you can call them pigs back over, and pin it all on me?"