[Despite Lucifer's conviviality, Caleb couldn't help but feeling like a child, standing in front of his old teacher and being scrutinized for the smallest things.]

I need to know what the price of protection is. I understand the...the concept of this place. We are, all of us, going to be subject to tortures. Most of us are not leaving. But if I can do anything at all to lessen certain treatments, certain actions--if I can protect certain people.

[He steels himself for it, looking at the meager material offerings he has and knowing this may come from himself, rather than what he has to offer.]

I need to know that Essek and Mollymauk, especially, will be safe from the worst of it. No more of that...hospital.