Claira knew the only way she could see Diego was if she snuck back into his cell at night. But would she be able to do it again? It was just by chance she was able to get in his cell last night. She started to bit her nail, while she followed John down the hall and up the stairs to the first floor.
"John um I want to change." She continued to bit her thumb nail, it was an ugly habit she had when she was nervous or anxious about things.
"I can tell father what you found out if you want, and you can shower." He sniffed her and frowned "You smell like the Leach, and its disgusting." He laughed pinching his nose exaggerating.
She gave him a shove and opened her mouth to speak. 'I don't smell.' It was her voice speaking out loud but it was also a voice in her head. It startled her for a second, but it was Diego's voice. She should be use to it by now but she wasn't, she giggled and continued walking. "I'll catch you later John." she walked passed him and up to the second floor.
