[There's another pause, though this one carries the air of a tired but silent sigh. He walks forward so he's standing at the railing, leaning forward with his weight rested upon his arms.

This is as close to actually sitting down next to Dillon as he's going to get. In his own twisted way, this is his version of being commiserative.]

Who's your inmate? The literal ice queen, right? Well, I think she has personal issues more than she has real problems so...I'm sure she'll be an easy task.