Glasses go on, and the pink tint completely hides whatever it was that's going on with his blood vessels. Hooray, eyesight again. He is way way more confident now that he's not going to just be kicked in the face. Not completely sure, but at least there's a chance to like, dodge or whatever.

"I just woke up here," he repeats. That's all he knows. He straightens up, smiles as well as he can manage and tries not to make it look sarcastic. He goes to walk past Travis to look at the door that just closed.

Okay. So. So. New inmates are arriving, through here. It's been almost a month since the rest of them arrived.

"Did it look like the other ones?"