Sean pauses and watches her closely, eyes unfocused but not unfeeling. That they'll get out of here one day, that this isn't all they get, it's something he fervently believes most of the time, but right now, battered and bruised and feeling better than he has in months because of it, it seems hopelessly optimistic, and optimism hasn't gotten him very far in this place.

"I know," he says with a tiny nod of his head. He doesn't sound particularly assured.