Mikhail stretched. Not much else to do in a cell.
Nothing like being welcomed home with time spent in confinement, a luxurious cell aboard the citadel with more than enough space for a man to stretch his legs. It also held all the creature comforts a male could ask for, and even had entertainment to watch. A nice place to rest his head. A locked door, though, made it a cell.
He could have expended some energy trying to get it open. However, he wouldn't get far. Aboard the citadel, there were few places to run and hide. So long as he remained aboard, the drones would simply fetch him back, probably in an emasculating manner.
So he made the best of the situation - he'd had plenty of experience with that. Refreshing himself, having some food - there were some truly decadent choices, includ
