[Warden Filter]

[Have a screen full of Doctor, who looks like he just blindly turned on the journal to video and didn't care about the setting. Collar is loose-ish, tie is hanging around his shoulders, his blazer isn't on and he's rubbing his eye as if he has a headache. Eyes are squinted tightly shut.]

My inmate murdered William Cooper with a plant toxin. I'll be remanding her to Zero after I speak with her. [Wince.] The method of dispersement was through a spray bottle. I'm going to tend to the matter. [And he blindly sort of flail-clicks off his journal.]

[Private to Persephone]

We need to talk. Can you meet me in my room?