The boy tilted his head against the wall. "I've been here almost a month," he said dryly. "Going 'out of my skull' occurred far early on." The mention of orderlies, however, was a viable point. Despite that, he still only glanced at them. "Causing a fuss isn't enough to get drugged. Violence and much of it, is. And if you try to kill people, you get thrown in solitary, it seems."

Speaking from experience only. He was nothing but an angel.~

Albedo gave the man a bland look. "So you're the type to 'play it safe,' then?" He cast an obvious glance at Mike's missing arm. "I'd have thought otherwise."