The prisoner sits in the red seat, with his back to the officers.
The prisoners, like children at story hour, sat cross-legged before him in the dirt.
The prisoner had room to stand, but could not sit or kneel, let alone lie down.
The prisoners did not talk to one another, but sat listlessly, each lost in his or her own thoughts.
The Egyptian prisoners were sitting there with their faces turned to us.
They said the prisoners were sitting ducks for Israeli fire.
Other prisoners sit in the Circle and help develop the transition plan.
The two prisoners sat down and began quizzing each other about what was going on.
The prisoners cannot sit or lie down because there is no room.
The prisoners could sit, but not stand, and were suspended in midair.