[Arthur's waiting in Perry's cabin, slumped on a chair that he'd pulled up by the unconscious inmate. Despite the scuffle, he doesn't look too bad off, mostly because all of the damage is hidden under his shirt. He sits up a little when Arkady enters.]

Tell me about it. I wasn't looking forward to trying to carry him.

[Then, he stands carefully and walks over to the door to shut it as best he could.]

The lock's kind of... broken. [Thanks to Arthur kicking the door in.] I'll have to get it replaced.

[He walks back to Arkady and crouches beside her and Perry, looking down at his inmate with a look of... nope, no regret there. Some slight worry, though. Arthur takes the other warden's hand.]

Thanks for doing this.