"Aren't we all." He responded, trying to keep up the upbeat attitude. It felt good knowing, as she leaned against him, that there was that; that they had each other that she cared. "I have faith." Or he was going to hope he did, pretend he did, desperate for anything besides the four stone walls.
"I trust you babe. We'll have the best prison party on the block." He teased, giving a grin.