Malcolm winces a little. "Yeah... don't... don't do that," he agrees. His fingers linger, fidgeting, at that sleeve. "Maybe... maybe I just need to calm down too. Will says it's not forever. I just... she hasn't said how long. People who get thrown in Zero or have privileges removed or are under cabin arrest or... or have to work in the kitchen to make up for trashing the dining room get told how long that's going to last. What the amount of time is to achieve the objective. The length of their sentence. But she hasn't said how long she's going to follow him everywhere and never leave him alone even with another Warden." His brow creases a little and he looks down at the sleeve. "Well. With me, anyway. I'm a Warden but I'm not allowed to be the one that stays with him even a bit of the time so he doesn't.... I don't even know what. Have another interaction she doesn't control? I don't understand what she's trying to achieve. This is raiding all the inmate cabins on the... her inmate's brain level."