Ah. Good. Just like that, he's given purpose again. Stephen shakes off that brief stupor with a nod.

"Yeah." Of course. "Does Ambrose know what he's done?"

Has he already come to gloat? Is there any point in going to plead a case?

He's careful to keep his voice hushed - no longer for the sake of any guards who might be lurking around, now for the man three cells down who doesn't know he's being spoken about.