Still wish I could introduce you in return, at least to Shaun. [You were kind of like his substitute, too. She leans back in her chair, still picking at her brownie.] Less guilty feeling, in that case, since he was- or is still here.
I don't know where he is now. [A bit of a solemn touch, especially now. Just where did he go? Is there a chance he went to some other prison system? Or another human pantry. Bah.]