As the decompression came to a stop and the air in the station evened out, Abe loosened himself from his bars and walked over toward where Maryne was in her cell, kneeling down even though he was still separated by a meter or two. He frowned as she looked pretty banged up, but at least she was better off than many of the other prisoners. "I think it's over now. I don't hear any more gunfire. You doing alright?" Whether or not she answered him in time, before he could say anything else, he had to stand up to go over to his door and listen to the warden. He still didn't like the woman, but her offer sounded like it could be a pretty good deal for them. If nothing else, they could build up trust so she wouldn't expect an escape attempt.<br/><br/>"How exactly do you reduce our sentences if we were sent here to die?" he asked, figuring her as the smart enough type to actually have an answer. He just didn't know what it was.