[ There we go. He smiles, running his tongue over his teeth. He hasn't been able to get any of the others to look at him so intently, but none of them have said their names within earshot. Whoever she was talking to outside did her no favors.

Or maybe they did her all the favor in the world. Who knows.

He stares at her, his eyes gleaming like hot coals. ] The mind can starve as much as the body can, Nadine. Even an animal would go mad in a cage like this.

[ He's not actually worried about that, he's as mad as he'll ever be, but it's a good conversation starter. A good excuse for some name repetition. ]

Talking to myself can only do so much, Nadine.