(Ok, i have read everything and i think i know what i can be doing.)
In another part of the prison, Remulus's and Tiny's mechs were being brought into a hanger that stored the criminals mechs. A mole wearing a black shirt and suspenders was working in the center of the room when two guards approached him.
"*sigh* let me guess, new prisoners." The mole said with an exasperated tone.
"Two to be presice, you know the drill, Borris." One of them said before leaving some papers on his work table. Borris sighed again and tried to finish the mech he was already working on. This was Borris's life, disassembling then reassembling prisoner's mechs to see what they have and can do. It payed well but Borris thought his engineering and mech skills could be put to better use in the field. His own mech was in the corner collecting dust since it was only supposed to be used to stop prisoners in case of a break out, like that was ever going to happen. He just wished something exciting would happen.