You walk over to the other guards who are watching the rec room. They barely acknowledge your presence and continue to talk amongst themselves.
Their conversations are generally about the gym, and bragging about what they can lift; girls, and bragging about who they can get, and prisoners, and who they could beat down. Not much of what they talk about interests you and you quickly give up trying to add to the conversations. You long for the next siren.
See if Foley is in the training yard