Max stood up and peered through the small slot to see Misa and Zack staring back at him. No one moved, it seemed liked time was frozen.
Misa: Max, get back in your cell, if you don't we'll call the other guards here.
Max: But you see, I'm bored.
Zack (whispered to Misa): Is this normal behavior for him...?
Misa: No, it's not normal, the food pills should have made him calm.
Zack: Well why aren't they?
Misa: I don't know... just go call the guard and leave, I'll make sure he doesn't leave his cell.
Zack: But Misa-
Misa: Just go, I have handled situations like this before.
Zack nodded and dashed off to go tell one of the officers what was happening. As Zack ran through the hallway listening to other criminals beg him to release them, he had a strange feeling that Misa hadn't dealt with situations like this before. He was right, Misa might have been an extremely old angel, but this is the first time she has come face to face with a demon.
Max: How sad, you should have scurried away with him.
Misa: Max... please stay in your cell.
Max's smile grew bigger and he stood up and placed his back against the wall.
Misa: Please, Max?
Max: Please is such an overused word my dear Misa. I'll make sure you and the little boy live, don't worry. However, it would be nice if you would forgive me for acting so rash... please.
Misa: Max?
Max: I'm sorry.
Hope its good.
