Just a Test || Watt & Quartz
This had been the fifth day in a row that Watt had woken up not knowing where he was. At least for a moment, before he remembered he was in the Capitol. And while before that would have caused Watt grave annoyance, it didn't anymore. He didn't feel negatively, or positively. He was hit with confusion before anything else as he looked around the small white room, not the room he had been kept in the past few days.
This one he was cuffed to a table in the middle, as if he was being held for questioning -- where he'd actually be questioned this time. He wasn't afraid, because he knew the Peacekeepers wouldn't do anything to him. He hadn't done anything wrong and they were only there to help, after all. Watt straightened in his seat leaning back while his cuffs rattled against the metal table. Then looked at the door when it was opened and someone pushed inside.