"Complicated is an understatement." He says with a small frown.

This whole place was complicated as it was easy to read. Between the torture and the monthly affairs, it's a wonder that they even survive. Wylan follows her back to her table, trying to get a better look at her. She does look different. Not by much but there was something definitely different about her. She wasn't quite the same Inej that was here but was the same Inej he knew. Way to make things strange, Hell.

"So what do you know?" He asks as he takes a seat, giving her another once over. "And what would you like to know? I've been here for--" oh. How long has he been here for? The days and nights blur together, especially the sleepless ones which were more often than not. "--For a year I think."