There was heighten emotion, but it wasn't just from the riot. He eyed the young girl as she spoke, feeling empathetic to her troubles. They were all going through something similar, and he felt her pain down to his core. He remembered more than some of his comrades. In fact, he seemed to be the most up-to-date of the bunch aside from Rufus who had disappeared.

Barret sighed, setting his spoon down as well as he looked across the table at Anise, "It ain't easy to explain. The easy version is most of us think we've been taken from wherever we're from and put in this piece of shit. No one knows why, but we're sure that it's either science or magic." he attempted a smile of assurance, but he just came across as unsure, "There are still some holes in the theories, but one thing for sure is we ain't crazy. Most of us anyway..."