"What did you do to earn such time in solitary?" asked Jonathan when he saw Jervis.
Jervis knew the question would be very silly to ask, but he had to ask it.
"Exactly how long was I in solitary?"
Jonathan stared.
"Three days, of course! What did you do?"
"Three days?" Jervis was astounded. "That's impossible!"
"That's how long you were kept."
Jervis didn't know what to say.
"It didn't feel like three days."
"Even in solitary one can keep track of time."
Jervis simply nodded.
"But you still haven't told me what you've done." Jonathan said.
"Well, to be honest, I'm not quite sure." answered Jervis. "One of the doctors was dispensing the medication, and checking on everyone, you know how that is. And as I don't have a session for a while, I decided to ask right then and there. I wanted to know why I had my privileges taken away."
"I thought we agreed that was because our tournament was interfering with your treatment." said Jonathan coldly.
Normally Jervis would have pointed out, once again, that this treatment had nothing to do with it. But right now, he simply had a very bad headache, and did not want to argue.
"The chief of security said it was because due to the tournament, I had gotten into a fight with someone else, over a chess game."
"But you would simply have pointed out that wasn't so." said Jonathan impatiently. "And of course, I would have confirmed that statement."
"Actually, the doctor left just before I had a chance to contradict him. The chief came back, right after he left, and simply put me in solitary."
"Isn't it obvious?!" said Harley.
She had been listening to them. They both turned.
"You were in solitary because you told the doctor! He'll put you in solitary for a week, if you ever try to tell anyone about it again!"
"Now that's impossible!" replied Jervis. "Quite impossible."
"Is it?"
"Why, of course."
"He threatened me with a week in solitary if I said anything!"
Jervis and Jonathan stared.
"But he would be fired immediately."