When have you lied to us? Ha! Lying by omission is still lying. [ She's known Ashton long enough to be able to pick those out. ] That you just want us here to save your world from that...that thing, but not telling us about it. Not telling us about the wall, why it's dangerous. Not saying if you just bloody don't know. Or, I don't know, how about the future of the program? We had to find out, individually, from the others who you were holding in that house, for months, against their will.

[ Another poke, another point. ]

Don't even try and say, after how things went last time, you didn't know it was a possibility that your superiors would want to...to strengthen us by forcing us against each other.

I'll tell you something I told Mister Young. Every single time you expect us to go along with your rules, without telling us why they're in place, every time we question and you get frustrated: That is when you're saying we shouldn't hate you. When you just expect respect.

[ Her anger...starts to deflate, because out of the corner of her eye, there's a flash of a familiar shade of hair, a grieving man. ]

If you really were a professor, you should know that's never just given. It's earned. And you've done nothing, nothing to earn any of ours.