Noah snorted and burst into laughter.

Anthony raised his eyebrows. He was almost about to laugh, but resisted the urge. "That doesn't sound very official or whatever," he said. "and I'm not signing it, thanks." If this is the shit he's making him sign, then, well, that's......fine. It's not a murder confession or anything else that could get him killed, so it was fine. Even if it was mildly embarrassing.

"Well I couldn't make you confess to something too extreme. It would be unlikely you commit every crime I need an answer to. Besides, this was just in fun." Wesley started to write again and handed over another paper and offered the pen. "This one isn't a confession, I promise."

Noah now watched with interest.

Somehow that made him trust Wesley more. Anthony chuckled only a bit awkwardly, and accepted the pen and paper. "Alright, I'll trust you on that," he decided, perhaps unwisely, and signed the paper without taking even one look at it.

Wesley laughed and tsked rolling it up . "Now you are making official insulting statements against people you don't like. We are supposed to be apologizing." He put it in the lock box and smiled, having quite a fun time.

Noah had entirely forgotten his worries about Ben. "Wow... you're really dumb, Anthony..." he commented.

Anthony frowned. Okay, maybe he shouldn't trust Wesley after all. "Shut up, Noah." He knew that he was dumb, he didn't need him to tell him that.

Wesley chuckled and walked over. "I want to let you out, I really do. But he did name you as his attacker. I am going to do a little more investigating today. I might let you out if I find nothing. Might.."

"Might?" So he was possibly going to be kept here even though he's literally done no wrong? That isn't right.