[He meets the Doctor's gaze evenly, drawing slowly on his smoke. There's something intent in his expression, but it's not exactly challenging -- or if it is, it's not challenging the warden, at least. He draws in slowly and exhales, then drops his eyes and nods.]

So I'll stop by, maybe, if I ever make it out of here. Kid's gotta get something for putting up with our folks all this time, right?