César doesn't even try to worm out of this. He knows she'll get it out of him. (And, honestly, he desperately wants people to care about him.) The ear thing did get the briefest flicker of a smile.

"... I was murdered my third day here by someone else that's been brought to this place." César will keep staring at the ceiling, thank you very much. "I hit someone's trauma buttons, and she iced me, literally."