"I don't know," he laughs, finishing getting dressed and looping an arm around her shoulders in a final embrace before his intent to go, strangely charmed by the request. Carol, all hard edges, asking for something so frivolous. It's adorable in a way that catches John completely off guard.

"Maybe they'll let us make it for ourselves one day, after everyone's gone," he suggests. "Or maybe we can convince a warden to let us have their kitchen. I've met one who seems like he's willing to let me do anything. He gave me a whole first aid kit, water bottle. I asked for the Bliss, the last thing I need, but - " He sighs.

"That might not work. I may need to rely on Norton for it."

He's namedropping now, trusting her in a way that he hasn't before.