Within their own cell, Zander had broken down into panic. The silence, the loneliness had quickly caught up to the child and no long could they remain within their own thoughts. They had resorted to throwing their body against the walls, ramming against the metal sides with loud banging. Their grunts were far more like a Deino than a human, every slam resulting in a sharp inhalation of air followed by a panicked cry. Even with the Deino species practically built to explore the world by ramming into everything, they were doing themself significant damage. Under the short fur, large bruises were forming, and every little motion sent jolts of pain through their body that they completely ignored. The shouts that rang out weren't even words, more like pokemon cries. With the volume of everything ringing out in their cell, it was possible that any less than soundproof rooms nearby could have heard all the commotion.