[ Frankly, it was easier than it should have been. Every alarm bell within him goes off, every active caution that seizes him by the heart and tells him he shouldn't do this. But the words are out there now, and Lyney isn't pulling away from him, and they're falling back into this thing that can never be. ]

...I'd say it's how you make my good sense disappear. [ Small sigh. ] An inmate is an inmate. Rules are rules. And the Administrator is meant to uphold all of that, lest the entire system fall to pieces. I've lived a relatively simple life these last few years, keeping everything running as intended. Forgive me, but you're kind of throwing a wrench in that.

[ He looks down into Lyney's eyes, threads his fingers through his hair. He says the words gently, but he means them. Whatever this is--it shouldn't be. ]