"My life experiences have made it pretty warranted," Casey assured her, wishing he could sink into the wall and disappear, especially now that Lucy was gone. He was cornered, caught by Rory and her little boy. He wasn't sure how to escape without looking like he was running away. He envied Lucy terribly.
"Sure. But it's a great motivator," Casey shrugged, finally bringing his tired eyes back to her face, daring to meet her gaze. "In this very prison, actually, pain was once used as a learning tool. Corrections officers would attach buckets of water to prisoner's necks to simulate the sensation of drowning. Allegedly, it was very effective in dissuading aggressive behavior."