Altheras was aware of the other man's motions behind him, and though he did glance sideways at him as he came closer, he made no other motions until the man was securely back on his bunk, and far enough away from him for him to feel like he had his personal space back. He took a deep breath, relaxing a little bit and turning around to face Jace. He leaned back against the wall, actually taking some pleasure in the cold feeling against his back.<br/><br/>His head stayed lowered, his gaze firmly fixed on the ground. He would not raise his head or look his cellmate in the eye, at least not yet. He was submissive by nature, and it showed very strongly in his body language as he seemed rigid and tense, as if he still expected an attack. Truthfully though, he already found Jace to be more pleasant than what he had expected in someone having their 'home' invaded by an outsider.<br/><br/>"I have lived on the streets for the past seven years... I don't know if I need your protection or not. I know this place will not be kind to me, but I'm not used to the world being nice, ya know?" He sighed, casting a glance at the bottom bunk, his eyes drifting back to a spot on the floor at his feet. "I wanted to be alone, but since there's no changing it, I would like to get along with you."