[Nick gives him a look at that, a cross between amused and 'really?']

Do you want me to give you an itemized list?

[Yeah, Nick noticed that he's ignoring it. But he's gotten Monroe onto a lighter topic, so he's not going to say anything about it. Even though he's seen Monroe in some very stressful situations, and he hasn't lost control.]

I wasn't exactly looking for clocks. But there's bound to be some. Everything else looks period correct, and clocks were one of humanity's earliest inventions.

[There was something else he needed, but since Monroe's off on one of his tangential rambles, and therefore currently not focused on how screwed they are, Nick'll let it go for now.

Also yes. It's hiding. It's one thing for Monroe to do it in his house, it's another to do it in a cell. Is Nick going to have to take Monroe for walks?

Yeah, Nick's heard that, too. He's not sure he believes it. Nick squeezes Monroe's shoulder one more time, then, on impulse, moves his hand to the base of Monroe's neck, giving him another encouraging squeeze before pulling his hand away.

And probably flashing the tattoo on his palm a bit.]

Good.