[The answer feels familiar to her in a bone-deep way, and it makes her feel a fresh surge of anger at Yunlan; makes her force herself to take a deep breath in through her nose. She'd meant it when she told him that she doesn't hate him and that she believes he has good intentions, and her opinion there hasn't changed. But when she thinks of him now, she also thinks of the nicer Litchfield guards. When push came to shove, it wouldn't have mattered how friendly and personable they were: she doesn't think a single one of them would have hesitated to break bones over less than what Tess did, even if they never would have done the same to someone on the outside. Would Yunlan have reacted differently if he'd found himself in the same situation with a warden? Maybe not; maybe he would have done it to anyone, warden and inmate alike. But she doesn't feel at all sure of that.]
Fucking guards--
[It slips out, and immediately, she raises a hand in surrender.]
I know, I know; I'm a hypocrite, okay.
[Because she stayed, because she's here, because she's a guard now too in many people's eyes, regardless of how different warden and guard feel in her mental lexicon.]
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Fucking guards--
[It slips out, and immediately, she raises a hand in surrender.]
I know, I know; I'm a hypocrite, okay.
[Because she stayed, because she's here, because she's a guard now too in many people's eyes, regardless of how different warden and guard feel in her mental lexicon.]