"She said that herself, called him a hillbilly and an inconsistent bastard and that he brought her ugly flowers."

She grins and hands him the communicator so he can go through it on his own, Abigail's post still on the screen. She can dig up John's later.

"Curiosity," she replies to the question. "Well, sort of. Another inmate was asking about how long it takes inmates to graduate, so I thought I'd go through and see if I could find an average, but..." A vague hand wave. Completely impossible to tell, too many posts to comb through to compare. "Doesn't matter. It was worth it for this, yeah?"