Steel wanted so badly to believe that Lee was his friend. He needed a friend, now more than ever. The fact that the friend was now his captor never escaped him though. Thinking about Lee's words made him all the more nervous. "Conditioned to forget things? Who would do that though? Do you remember everything?" He wanted to think that the holes in him memory were someone else's doing, not just that he wanted to forget. He couldn't even tell if there was something painful to forget hidden in the depths of his mind.

He looked nervously at the guard as he passed, then focused his attention on the tattoo that Lee revealed. Steel's eyes widened slightly at the sight of it. He felt instantly like it matched his own and something flashed in his mind. Recoiling, he dropped back to the ground away from the cell bars with a small cry. He clenched a hand over his forehead and refused to lift his head to look at Lee. Whatever had flashed in his mind, it was gone now. He never got a clear sense of what was there, but rather an emotion. And absolute deep connection with another person, almost like love. He felt this when he looked at Lee's tattoo and that scared him more than anything he'd encountered in this prison yet. That deep feeling had quickly become overtaken by a stab of pain though. Now Steel looked up at Lee out of the corner of his eyes. "You should leave. Someone will think it's weird you're talking to a prisoner like me."