They're fine. [He's thinking of Narvin when he says it, tempering his praise because he's more all right with working for the Time Lord than he used to be, but still not overly fond of the man. On the other hand, there's Barbara, and again: hmm.]

Well-- so I've got three jobs right now. The research lab with a Time Lord named Narvin; um, Maintenance with Dean... [Oops?] and the engine room in the afternoons. The other warden down there is a frakking nightmare, but Barbara, she's one of the better ones. You'd like her. She's one of the few wardens around here that doesn't make me think of Adama and Roslin more often than not.