After showing all the leaflings to the new base, Lucius went to visit his prisoner with Alpha accompanying him as well.
"You can go rest, I'll take over from here," Alpha said to the leafling on duty once they arrived.
"So, have you figured something out?" Lucius asked, looking into the makeshift cell. The shroom was in bad condition, its wounds were beginning to rot, and its bindings had cut so deep into its flesh that it was beginning to swell.
"Did you bring me something to eat?" the shroom croaked, its movements slow and lethargic.
"Depends on your answer," Lucius responded.
"Kukk, I hope the forest swallows you whole," the shroom spat.
"You bas-" Alpha was about to shout before Lucius gestured for him to calm down.
