Helpless (part 3)

I looked around the room once more and confirmed to myself that I am indeed jailed. The jail cell is pretty big for someone so small like me, but that's not what I'm so confused about.

 

My gaze was locked towards the hole at the bottom of the metal bars. The hole is purposely placed there so that items can be slid through from below the cells, and a single palette with food on top can be found in front of the hole.

 

And seeing what it was, my eyes turned green instantly.

 

"P-Pizza?? You really bought pizza for your prisoner?"

I asked as I approached the pizza box, and I opened it out of excitement. Meanwhile, Ezekiel only shook his head seeing how I reacted.

"Well, I just don't want you to feel uncomfortable! After all, the room itself is already quite bad, so I don't really want you to feel bad."

"You placed me on the dirty floor instead of the bed. How'd you expect me to be comfortable?"