Otis: ah-? -he looks up-
"You think I WANTED to die!? Seriously, I was so scared!"
Otis: i-i mean no-
"MHM!"
Otis: -he just looks at him awkwardly- -mind: . . what am i going to tell mother-?-
"So...what's your name?"
Otis: . . Otis.
"Cool-I'm Amrie...so...what are we gonna do....?"
Otis: no idea . . oh- the best we could for now is come up with an excuse? and maybe escape later in the night. but we'd have to get past the guards . . . -thinking-
"Um-we?"
