Yumi blinked as she glanced up at the girl across the way. "I think he said it was by a band known as Lonestar." She said and thought.
Geist looked up, bright blue eyes having an electrified stare as he moved to the back of his cell.
The white haired girl tried to get a look at him, upon hearing shuffling, but failed at her goal. Her cell was more like a stone-walled prison cell with visible indentions where she had punched and broken the walks, only to have them patched up with reinforced steel. Her tail curled around her, and her ears drooped faintly. "Did he move from the bars?" She asked, head tilted slightly.