"Ms. Quigley isn't going to listen, I know that. She's going to see. Can they really get rid of any reactions to reminders of the past, any feelings for friends?"
He... He thinks about demotions, terrible events at home that overwrite the progress of the barge and cause the people to resort to violence again, but even those seem to be a ruse, a fairy story to keep wardens from acting in defense of inmates.
"This sucks! It's not right. The way they hurt us, the way they're trying to change us... It's really bad." A fate worse than death in the eyes of some, to be honest. Walter's afraid to even say it out loud, that Pyotr really might be thinking this way. "But if we're hitting our heads against the wall when we run, and ports and wardens can't get us what we need... Maybe it's time for plan B. Like if Erskine can't go home himself, he can make a warden send his friends a note to summon us or something."
Maybe the warden will so convincingly pretends to respect privacy that they don't read it. ... Yeah, he's grasping at straws.
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He... He thinks about demotions, terrible events at home that overwrite the progress of the barge and cause the people to resort to violence again, but even those seem to be a ruse, a fairy story to keep wardens from acting in defense of inmates.
"This sucks! It's not right. The way they hurt us, the way they're trying to change us... It's really bad." A fate worse than death in the eyes of some, to be honest. Walter's afraid to even say it out loud, that Pyotr really might be thinking this way. "But if we're hitting our heads against the wall when we run, and ports and wardens can't get us what we need... Maybe it's time for plan B. Like if Erskine can't go home himself, he can make a warden send his friends a note to summon us or something."
Maybe the warden will so convincingly pretends to respect privacy that they don't read it. ... Yeah, he's grasping at straws.