[Hayley actually got defensive at that, both anger and hurt culminating in an unpleasant tone as she resisted yelling at him again.]

"You don't know anything about me. If you knew.. " [She trailed off, shaking her head. The girl was still angry with him.] "Maybe you're right. It's not like we've been friends that long. I mean, I read about you and I know.. some things in your past I was hoping to help you with, sure, but how much do I really know?"

[The inmate shrugged, sidling into nonchalance again.] "Whatever. If I don't know anything about you, then it shouldn't be a big deal."