[Probably somewhere under all her faces, Abigail does resent Gwen for being a warden. It's sort of a tacit resentment, though, something she's realized she's supposed to feel rather than something she's strongly for or against. She has enough strong feelings that there's barely room for such a pedestrian resentment in her repertoire.]

[She finds her grin widening at Gwen's joke, which is . . . weird. And by weird, she means normal. Most of her jokes lately are morbid and barbed, but Gwen's just nice. At least she seems like it.]

[What does Abigail even do with that. Besides roll her eyes and play along.]

I never wanted to be in a cafeteria again. It's really weird. The same old politics, only it's in space prison. Like, maybe they're trying to establish normalcy or something, but it's just bizarre.

Then again, by this analogy I'm a lunch lady, too, which is even more bizarre.