After talking to an orderly about the shiv wound on Dahlia's arm he sighed and walked over the medical log. Looking it over he sighed. He heard her far before the door, and farther before she talked to him. Looking up he smiled at her. "Much better Dahlia, thank you." He said and then smiled. "Don't assault prisoners, you know better, this was self defense right?" He asked looking at her. "He in some way threatened you correct?" This would be the extent of his questioning, the guards were the power in this prison. There was not a single lawyer staffed on the books, the occasional one showed up to talk to the inmate he was defending, but most the time there were no lawyers. He smiled and sat down on the small medical table. "How did you get yourself shivved?"