Mm, see I asked about that. [God, he just wants a cigarette. Instead he just crosses his legs, reclining in the chair. Elbow on the arm rest, he gestures in the air with his hand.]
Even though I put the damn thing back together, Warden won't bring it over. Won't even let me start up a new tap. Said it's superfluous. [Is clearly annoyed with the tone here, he sighs.] But I'm not about to let the Compass go that easily.