...Have you met them then. Or seen them? Whoever is responsible for this.

[The troll crosses his arms, glaring at Sollux. As much as he doesn't want to believe it, he's pretty sure the mustardblood wouldn't be getting so worked up over a prank or a lie. Jeez, Sollux, take a chill pill like your old buddy Equius. He's so rational and calm, after all.]

We'll see just how inescapable this little keep is, then. Of course you can't leave it up to a lesser-blood to handle something as trivial as escaping from such primitive confines.

[Journal? Oh fudge, is that what that thing was.]

Of course I read that note...