"In truth, from what I've seen so far? Most of us in here didn't need to hit the system, not really," Cal asserted with a shake of his head. "Like, okay... we've got that Chinese dude who says he killed a bunch of people? And Dominic Ravin and Megan Mills, those three all make me sweat, but the rest of us? Theft, possession, involuntary manslaughter, arson," he recited, ticking off fingers with each.
"Homicide for that girl Bekah, but I even get the situation around that. Thing of it is, therapy'd do wonders where it was needed, lockup just makes you come out worse for wear." Though Cal relented there, holding up a hand to stop himself as he frowned. "But you didn't come down here to listen to me go on a civil justice trip, right?" he asked, shaking his head at himself. "Point I was tryin' to make is that it wasn't for the best that you hit the system, but it is that you're here talkin' with me. And if you ever got problems, non-medical even, I hope you know you can do it again. Send me a message, knock on my door, whatever man."