"I had to stop going after my deal. My old one. But I've got other fuck ups I could fix if I could just get my act together." She pushes her hair back. "So I think I'll stay. But I am one fucking terrible warden. I think I'd just screw up an inmate." She glances at him. "I'm not like, looking for pity. It's just stuff that's been stuck in my head for a long time. Since before I even came back, some of it."