[the little alien brightens immediately, giving Cain a smile rather like the sun coming out]
Marvelously! Just marvelously, Ciaphas Cain. The lettuces and vegetables are all growing just as they ought. I was apprehensive in the beginning, for I have never farmed alien soil, but this climate and soil quality are not so different from my old planet after all.
Soon I shall invite my fellow prisoners to partake in the nutrient-rich bounty of my garden! If they too can be convinced to turn the useless patches of grass patching the residential sectors into gardens for food, we shall not have to partake needlessly of that which is provided for us by our mechanical jailer: food of not only dubious origin, but also dubious nutritional value.