Jon arched an eye brow as the bow flung his hands to the cell's metal bars as if he was being torchered from the inside out. A small ring on his right hand of a yellow stone began to glow. Indicating that this boy was as he predicted much like himself. He closed his eyes for a split second using the air around him to pin point the smoke, and pull it out of the cell. A wind master had to know some handy tricks when it comes down to it. "Hey help, This Soul is killing me~... the smoke is thick in my cell~"<br/><br/>" Interesting." His blue eyes flickered for a second at the word soul. This could be a very handy partner for disrupting the goverment. " No guards will hear you, and if you sniff the smell is gone. I promise to refraim from such killing smoke." A smile crossed his face as he grabbed a book and opened it. Allowing his briefcase to sit all alone on the boy's cell bed.<br/><br/>" I believe even as a prisoner , some may ignore your request. Now if you will not honor me with more about yourself, then maybe I must tell you a little on what I know." The book fell flat on te cell floor making a thump that echoed against the walls." Your name is Cen, you are not an ordinary being, and fear all goverment officials. Or so I am assuming. No worries as I am not apart of the gruesome goverment. Anti-govermentalist as I am. Now, can you fill me in on what else I do not know?" He arched an eyebrow as he wanted to hear more from the kid.