There are gazes and glances particular to those who are confined in a prison or prison camp together. The mutual witnessing is complex.

Some of it is compassionate, in acknowledgement of the collective predicament. Some of it is suspicious and skeptical. Who among the confined is profiting from the confinement? Who is a spy? Who deserves to be there? Some of it is contemptuous: certain prisoners deem certain other prisoners contemptible. To be imprisoned together is to find each other, on some level, unbelievable.

In the prison camp, there is softness as well as hardness, hatred as well as love, admiration, disdain. Reduced to the plain elements of survival, many prisoners are not as they would ideally wish to be, or as they would wish to be seen.

Not all prison camps are built with walls. Not all manifest in the physical. Not all the imprisoned know (yet) that they are in prison.