Setsun was in a near-comatose state after the night prior, unwaking from his sleep, even as he tossed and turned, his dream world plagued and perverted by the lusts of those around him. It was unclear whether he'd ever have a good dream again. He finally did awake however at Yobren's entrance. And now, standing before the man with shaking knees and eyes clouded in exhaustion, he knew he'd gotten what he wanted. "S-Sonim . . .I want to become the cellmate of Sonim, Sir." He stumbled, slightly, his backside in fiery pain. "T-the beastman from my first round."