[Diarmuid cannot help but smile slightly at that confidence. It is nostalgic to see it on his face again after so long...so very long.]

If you wish this to end, then the first thing you must do is begin to believe. We are all fighting to defeat the Administrators who have brought us here, but we need fighters, not doubters to help us.

[He crosses his arms over his chest, wincing slightly as his wound reminds him it is there.]

Caster might be locked in this cage with us, but he is a child compared to the true terrors within these walls.