[ A grunt of acknowledgment. ]

Yeah, same. Know some important people, not that that matters here. I got my uses, I guess, but like you said. Not inclined to help anyone out.

[ He glances outside the bars. Back inside his cell. Makes eye contact. ]

Well, not anyone out there, at least.

[ Shit, who knows. That a thing you're supposed to do in prison? Strength in numbers? Because apparently they've got numbers. ]