King Of Imagination
Jak, The Third J of the Apocalypse
Liam smiled at her. He understood what boredom felt like. He also understoof what wanting a piece of the action felt like. Although, after that crazy monster, he had had enough of action for a while. However, he saw no harm in helping this girl entertain yourself. So he phased through the bars of her cell. "Well, I can help you get out of this cell, providing you don't try to escape. At least not yet I mean. Something tells me the time is coming, but it isn't here yet. It will be very soon. So, wanna go for a little trip around the prison?"