"A man named Obi-Wan. Good man, has a fair bit of trouble keeping out of fights." Obi-Wan was a good person as far as Darius was concerned. Sure there were probably ulterior motives to the cleaning and such, but it didn't worry Darius. Whatever he might be trying to make happened seemed like it was probably innocuous enough.

He pulled her closer, running some hair from her face before noticing the red marks. They'd been obscured by that hair and he couldn't help frowning heavily at them. "What, Grace, what happened?" Concern laced his voice. Had it been the next part of the test, or someone who was attacking the other prisoners? Or maybe it was LACUNA herself, punishing Grace for some non-existant 'deviance'.