Well, that sure is a question. Zack thinks about that for a second, rubs the back of his head, and lets out a sigh.

"I mean - at the bare minimum, I'd like for people not to kill each other, but that's a general rule, not specific to just inmates."

It feels stupid even saying that. To him, it seems like that should just be a given, but after being here for a few months, apparently, it is not.

"As far as other expectations go, the only thing I'd really like to do is check in once a week, see how you're doing. If there's something you need help with or want that you don't already have, we can talk about it."

In other words, he doesn't want to be breathing down someone's neck - especially if they don't want it.