Startled awake, he glanced up half-tired still and saw the General leaving, appearing less than thrilled about something, he also noted a discarded bottle rolling against the dirt, while the girl inside the cage, just appeared miserable. Sighing heavily he tried to fall back asleep, as it was far too early be awake, he could even see the shaft of moonlight, coming through the canvas. At times like this, he missed his nurse Olwen, he had suspected sometimes she liked him a lot more, than she was willing to admit, but even then she was a really good friend and often could make situations like this not seem as bad. Sometimes he suspected if things had been different, he would be with her, but as the clinic closed down, this wasn't the case...<br/><br/>Sighing he rested his head, mumbling something like, "Just get yourself court marshaled already, otherwise you'll become part of the problem..." his mind was right, but he couldn't, not now, he would likely die here. Whatever the case, it was far too late to save what remained of his soul, now it was just surviving and maybe, getting away eventually. Not like this place was due inspection any time soon, nor would it likely to have one for a while now, since they provided great results, what better way to turn people into souless killing machines...