I'm really sorry about Kara, Vergil. But-- that's the point, isn't it? I understand that in a place like this, it will happen. But why are we killing each other? Inmates or wardens, it doesn't matter. We're all here together.

[She knows it's not always like this, that they're not always so focused on being one and that there are divides between wardens and inmates, but not in this discussion. They all die the same.]