"No... it isn't," It's not entirely clear from Cain's tone whether or not he's speaking from experience or just agreeing that prison is likely a bad place.

His brow knits a little as he starts to really think, unbothered by the comfortable silence between them. Maybe it's because they're both smoking, but the silence doesn't quite feel like 'not talking' as much as it feels like a natural break to get in a few leisurely drags.

"I guess... in a roundabout way, I get room and board to kill, too. Not that the military likes to advertise it that way," He scoffs softly and shrugs.