"Must be nice..." He muttered under his breath, raising a brow at that last bit. "Hardly fair. Must pick us at random. Can't see any logic behind it, really. I personally came from a very respectable place." Well, that's a half-truth but this guy doesn't know who he is or where he's from, he could be a Lord of some fancy Castle for all this guy knew.

Ambrose is a stuffy prick. Didn't even give Trevor a chance to explain himself, just took one look at him and had him tossed in this hell hole.

"Why should I? I was locked up without an explanation. I'm not going to just sit and take it. I don't belong in here... Caged up like a wild animal." Interesting. Very interesting. "Not so honored after all then, are you?" His expression softened slightly now that there was a hint of common ground between them. "Don't s'pose you have a drink on you, do you? I promise to behave."