Son of a Witch

"M'just gonna lay here for a minute," Billy mumbled when he finally finished, cheek pressed against the floor without care. He did the stupid pushups. And terrifying as he looked, this 'Winter Soldier' had probably done the least damage of any of the people he'd met since the Warden took him.

"Winter Soldier...s'like a superhero name," he mused absently, lips giving a faint sad smile, "I'm Billy," he offered. He'd said it before, but it wasn't a proper introduction. "Are you a prisoner too, Winter? Or are you one of them?"