"I don't know. I've seen some pretty bad ones. I think it'd have some competition." It was probably too morbid a topic to be joking about, but he couldn't help it. He had been on call for some of those pretty bad ones and as much as it was always horrible to respond to a call and not be able to save them, sometimes it got to a point where you just had to wonder if it was just Darwinism at work.
It was nice to hear he wasn't the only one wondering about that. But he had no answers to that question - he sort of doubted anyone here had those sorts of answers - so he just nodded in agreement as he listened to Reggie talk. Which apparently, the man liked to do. He was... far more forthcoming with information than most of the inmates he had been around. And when Reggie told him what he was in for, he couldn't help but wonder if Reggie had been in minimum security. Maybe that was he was so... relaxed.
"Florida State Prison," he answered, purposefully leaving out why he had been incarcerated. Inmates could be funny about what crimes they considered acceptable, so he generally made a point not to volunteer that information.