"Sorry to interrupt, but do you perhaps have a lighter I could borrow?"

The eldest prisoner of MILGRAM speaks polity as he walks towards you, an unlit cigarette in-between his fingers as he gave you a small smile. Being the 11th prisoner you were only 4 cells away from him, however you had never bothered or tried to make conversation with him for one reason or another.

Despite being a murderer, he was a polite old man.