Reggie reached over and lit his own cigarette with hers, taking a long drag and letting out the smoke in a ring. "Only hood I know about are the ones in New York, although those can be rough enough." He had lived in some really shitty places to save on money. It was one of the reasons that he knew how to take care of himself, actually.
He made a slight face when she mentioned Caroline. "Shows how well this place is really run," he commented. "Can't even keep their prisoners from falling off the roof in an escape attempt." Of course, he liked the much greater freedom this place allowed, but it seemed to come at the price of...well, that.
When she asked if he knew Wren, he shook his head. "Can't say I do. Why? Do you? What's she like?"