"Eh, it's their job. Maybe." Murphy shrugged. "I dunno. It's pretty easy to ignore them as long as they're not talking to you." They were just like the COs and guards back at Ryall. A part of the scenery, and only something to worry about if you did something to draw their attention. At least he was good at not drawing any attention.

"So what are you..." he almost said 'in for', because as his breakfast companion had been thinking, old habits died hard. "Where are you from?" he amended. He didn't really know what the standard conversation opener in 21st century hell was.