"Mister Gavin, you have visitors."
Kristoph looked up from his book with a disarmingly pleasant smile at the guard. "Let them in."
The man in uniform nodded and, perhaps a bit too eagerly, fetched the visitors and turned away so as to let them have their business. Immediately Kristoph's smile developed a sort of twitch as the red and purple came into his view. "…to what pleasure do I owe this visit?" he grated out with a cheerful mask as he stood and approached the bars of his cell.
Klavier glanced to Apollo, not giving a shrug but letting his gaze perfectly convey that this was the loud-mouthed attorney's idea and he was given very little explanation.
"…well, Justice?" prompted the bespectacled man, hand coming up to push his glasses up the bridge of his nose and tensing just enough to show his once-apprentice the face of the devil. "I expect that you have a good explanation."
Apollo swallowed what seemed to be a particularly large lump of opposition as he hesitated in stepping closer to Kristoph. For a moment, it seemed as if the brunet was going to turn tail and flee right there; but in the split-second following that moment, the shorter lawyer marched up to the bars--
"!!"
--and promptly introduced his closed fist to Kristoph's face through a gap between the metal.
His glasses dug into his face and his nose was no longer as nicely-shaped as it was previously as the convict reeled back, demonic hand flying up to cover the blood quickly streaming down his upper lip. Apollo had already drawn back from the bars -- how strange, the guard seemed suspiciously absent -- and was pointing accusingly at Kristoph, furious glare fixated on his previous mentor.
"That was for everything you put me, and Mister Wright, and Trucy through!" he shouted…only before whirling on his heels and then letting his fist make a new friend in Klavier's countenance.
Clearly the rockstar did not expect this and he, too, recoiled, cradling his precious face in pain. "And that was for letting Mister Wright use fake evidence and being a pain in the ass!" clarified Apollo. And without another word, he stormed back in the direction he came from to exit the jailhouse, a heavy weight off his shoulders and the Gavin brothers left with some nice facial bruising.