Hearing Dahlia's "All clear" He smiled and walked over to the switch board. "Alright, General population, Chow time!" He called down as he flipped the all open switch. The electronic locks all flipped open with a rather sharp click. Moments later on their automated tracks the doors slid open for the prisoners to walk out into the common area. "Single file into the Mess, time for breakfast." He called as he cocked the shotgun priming the weapon in case he needed to use it. He sighed as he watched them start to file into the line that led to chow. Walking along the railing as they moved through the small corridor to get their breakfast he smiled. They were a well behaved group of low lives, that was for sure. He smiled as they entered the mess. He stayed in the corner of the room so that he could see where they would sit, where they got their food and the line into the room. This was the way it always worked for these poor souls. Gruel in and gruel out it would seem as the paste like substance was slopped onto the inmates plates. Chuckling at the 'food' or the excuse they served in place of it he sighed. He knew a few minutes from now he would have to be in Max Sec, feeding the inmates that weren't even fit to be around other prisoners. That was one of his most detested things about this job, other than the living outside of the prison itself.