"You could ask her," Marc said as he nodded his head sideways, to let Sara know the psychiatrist was standing in the doorway to observe everyone. It wasn't unlike her to do so at random times, so her pressence wasn't much of a surprise. He watched Benjamin bring his own things back to the cart. It was almost strange to see him behave so normal, even though he had those hallucinations he just refused to treat. 
He looked at Carol again, he always took care of her when he was here. He had witnessed her decline and enter this catatonic state of which she didn't seem able to break free. It was really sad.

After Benjamin put his platter away he looked around to see what else he could do, but then he realized the staff probably wouldn't be okay with doing too much of the things he wasn't supposed to do. As if boredom was part of the treatment. 
"Can I help?" he asked one of the female nurses.
"No, you can go back to your seat. We'll hand out dessert soon."
"Yeah, I noticed the standard pudding wasn't on the tray."
"It's the wardens birthday. You get a slice of cake. Now sit down."
Benjamin decided he didn't want to be barked at for trying to help, so he went back to the table with Ray. He saw Dia wasn't in the body anymore and Ray wasn't here, so it seemed Ray was in control. "How does it feel to have a full stomach?" he asked her.