Byrne wasn't upset and Badd wasn't sure if that was something to worry about. He'd seen Byrne explode over things and this was a very severe mistake on Badd's part, and yet he was acting as nervous as if it was his fault. Torture could do that to you, he knew...could turn around what you thought was right, shatter your mind and rebuild it in a different image.

Breakfast was right out. If Badd was lucky dinner wouldn't be joining it on the floor.

"Doesn't matter. I shouldn't have let them." Badd tried to escort Byrne over to one of the tables before he fell over. With the way he looked, that might be soon.