"children behave," Othello sat on his cot tapping the side of the frame with his thumb on one hand and his palm, a slow melodic beat that paired (enough) with the Gifted man's singing, "That's what they say when we're together...

...They don't understand
And so we're
Running just as fast as we can
Holding on to one another's hand!" and the beat kept building and the Champion rose suddenly the song was in his head as he began to put on a fools ballot, "Trying to get away into the night!"

A solid half spin, his hands clapped close to the center of his chest and pushed out in a wild flurry, his voice just echoed loudly inside his cell, "And we tumble to the ground and then you say
I think we're alone now!"

He lowered himself gracefully and rolled the small allotted space hands closed together, and he snapped up swinging a leg wildly in front of him before popping his butt up and on to his feet, "There doesn't seem to be anyone around
I think we're alone now
The beating of our hearts is the only so-,"...

A thwack of something smacking the door cut the big finish off, "SHUT THE FUCK UP!"

and Othello fell back on his cot giggling...a few seconds later Othello was asleep.