Abe sighed and shifted further back on his bed so he could lean back on the wall, closing his eyes slightly and trying to shut out the sounds of rape, beatings, fights, and other general anarchy in this supposed center of order. "Sorry, but I don't think there's anything you can do about it. Since you're not bad-looking, one of them's going to look your way eventually, so you just have to play good when they do and hope they treat you well. They'll probably get bored with us after a while, or at least when the next batch of prisoners come in." He opened his eyes to look over at Maryne and smile sadly. "Not the best outlook, but we'd only be fooling ourselves if we thought we could beat the system."