Kris shook his head in the negative for toast as well, content with the omelet in front of him. The next words out of Daniel's mouth made his hackles rise, his brows arching in judgmental surprise.
"Are you angling to join him in the cell? Because that's more than likely exactly where you'd be headed with that kind of talk," he murmured, his voice just audible enough to be heard. He turned his attention to Jack. "Other than security, are people being assigned positions? I understand there's a security council, which I assume is your rough idea of a government. Insomuch as one's allowed by whomever is controlling all of this." He waved the hand holding the fork in a circular motion in the direction of the camera.