HybridStarscapes

...How long had he been in here for? While it may have only been a few weeks, with little to do in a small jail cell, time just seemed to crawl by, an hour becoming excruciatingly long. Plus not having a good sense of time to begin with and not being able to check the clock easily didn’t help. At least when he was stuck in Nightshade, he still had things to do. In here, the only things he could reasonably do were sleep, pace around, and huddle up in the corner. Today was a ‘huddle up in the corner’ day. Devin sat facing the jail cell corner, trying his best to seem unnoticable to the two-headed police dog that ran the station. And kept him behind bars. The less eye contact he made with Maxi, the better. The station was near silent, the only sound he could hear was a pen scribbling on paper, presumably from the orthrus themselves. A low growl followed, only to lead to furious scribbling before going back to a normal writing pace. There was no use in Devin trying to talk to them;