WHO: Jason Bly and Ethan Rayne
WHERE: The kitchen
WARNINGS:---
Bly was a bit put off to walk in on Ethan in the kitchen again. It wasn't as if he wasn't expecting to ever see the man again, but hadn't he just been in this situation? Still, once you crossed that thresh hold, it was hard to back out again without looking like a coward or an idiot, so he made no effort to turn around. Besides, he had a bit of leverage on the man now and wasn't afraid to use it.
"Ethan!" He beamed, crossing behind the man (was he making tea? How...British of him) to see what there was as far as bread went. He was looking to make a simple sandwich and leave. In, out, the end. "It seems like just yesterday we spoke! How are you?"
Bly leaned against the counter and watched the inmate at work. It's not that he cared, more that he figured watching would make Ethan feel uncomfortable. Who liked to have eyes upon them when they were doing every day tasks? "You know, I've been having a lovely chat with your warden..."
So it was a lie. Bly didn't care. He just wanted to see Ethan squirm.