For a long time, Maryne just sat in her cell and tried to tune out everything that was going on around her. Her mind was reeling, and she needed a moment to mentally regroup. When she looked up again, she realized she'd drifted into a sort of light doze, or maybe she'd even fainted. She wasn't quite sure. All she knew was that she was exhausted. But she didn't dare try to get some proper sleep, not yet. These surroundings were too new for her to risk making herself so vulnerable like that.<br/><br/>She finally got up the courage to glance through the bars to the cell on her right. A man (Abe) was sitting there, and she soon recognized him as one of the few she'd made eye contact with during the Warden's "welcome" speech. For several long moments, she just studied him as discreetly as she could. Maryne herself may have been in here on bogus charges, but that didn't mean everyone else was. Was this fellow a true criminal, or was he just a normal guy who'd made the wrong person angry? Finally, she realized there was only one way to find out.<br/><br/>She stood and moved over toward the bars that separated her cell from his. She had enough presence of mind to stay far enough back from the bars that he couldn't just reach through and grab her. But it was noisy in here, so she had to stand somewhat close so he'd be able to hear her, without having to shout at him.<br/><br/>"I'm Maryne," she said to him. Start simple and see where it went. If all he did was snarl at her, she could always stop there.