Atton-Steph missionishness.

Atton opens the door, leading Steph into the cell - a rather large, grey room, with only a table, a bunk and chains hanging loosely on the wall as decoration. It's all remarkably dull looking, and all remarkably clean. Spotless and shining and perfectly neat.

"It's a minimalist sorta place," He grins brightly. "And a lot dirtier when I left. He's cleaned up here."