[His expression doesn't change much, but something in his jaw pulses with anger as his teeth grind tighter together. He is sick of this: sick of the word games and the feigned ignorance, sick of the way the wardens cling to their own ideas of their own goodness.
The corner of his lip curls, but he doesn't bother to argue this time. He just rewinds the conversation for her benefit and replays her own voice saying:
They were only really affecting the people with more violent tendencies.]
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The corner of his lip curls, but he doesn't bother to argue this time. He just rewinds the conversation for her benefit and replays her own voice saying:
They were only really affecting the people with more violent tendencies.]