"Absolutely right," John said, letting go of Tuck. He caught Malcolm's eye for a moment (the man was always fucking watching), kind of including him in their little joke and kind of warning him off. This little princess was his first. "She sounds unbelievable. Too good to be true."
He jammed in a few more mouthfuls of food before he discarded the mostly-empty container on the table and walked away from it with no intention of cleaning it up. Let the prisoners eat his scraps, he didn't care.