"You ever wonder if there's anyone out there."
"What do you mean 'out there'?"
"I mean out there, in the sky on other worlds, if there's anyone looking at us do you reckon?"
A non-committal grunt was all I received in return.
"Don't give me that shit, answer the question."
"Look, I want to go to sleep and your goddamn questions aren't helping me, okay?"
"Alright, fine I'll drop it, see you in the morning."
Another non-committal grunt.
I tried to get my head down for some sleep but found myself unable to drift off; maybe it was because only a few hours ago I'd been locked in a struggle against the ultimate evil. Or perhaps it was because of the dripping sound coming from the nearby drainage system. Or, maybe, just maybe it was because in the cell opposite to me there was an Orc and a Dunmer playing happy families...
And by that I don't mean they were discussing taxes and procrastinating about impending nuptials.
I finally managed to get to sleep; it turns out that listening to a dude getting railed really sends me off. Like a frigging log.
But suffice it to say that from this day forth I'm probably gonna stick to evading bounties and such.
Nothing is making me bow my head and take my punishment...like that Dunmer did.
Ha!