The woman had just begun to eat her salad, as inside her mind a mental war-zone distracted her from Mithos' first comment. Only when he came to sit at her table did she acknowledge his existence. Her mind turning about ways to get out of Detention. If only! She sighed softly looking up at him and pushed her salad to the side, hardly eaten. "Hello. How's your day been since this morning?" She chose to ignore the tone in his voice, the new cattiness. Too distracted to care, really. Her eyes scanned cameras, and angles, and staffers.<br/><br/>"This place is only so big. It's a wonder you didn't notice." Her eyes darted to vents, the few visible pipelines, whatever may factor into help for her. "Nice talking to you." Faria was in her own world, rising from her seat. She noticed for the first time how empty it was today, noticed how they seemed to be alone except for workers. She shivered and picked up her tray, moving toward a trash bin with little motivation.<i>there's got to be a way out...</i>