"It's their loss, not yours," Benjamin commented, but paused when trays were put on their table. The vegetables seemed soggy and the potatoes didn't have the most appetizing appearance. "I sometimes wonder what my family is doing now," he said, as he poked one of the potatoes with his fork. "I haven't had any contact with them ever since I came here. I haven't been allowed to call them, I didn't receive any calls nor any visits." He frowned as he realized something. "I haven't seen any visitors." He looked at Ray, who had been longer here than him. "No-one ever visits, right?" Geoffry didn't let go of the fork, but he did allow Sara to keep the fork steady and guide his hand between the plate and his mouth. He continued to mutter between bites, but suddenly he clearly said: "They killed Simon," only to go back to his usual incoherent mutters straight after. He hadn't looked at Sara at any point.