Rachel sighs, nodding slowly. "You've been trying to tell me that as long as I've known you. And you're right. This place is really fucked up."

She reaches up, putting her hand over his where it rests on her shoulder. "And I think it has lulled me. It gets you down if you let it, wears you to the point where you don't want to fight. But I was thinking today about how I used to be when I first got here. When you and I first met. I wanted answers and I wanted to know what was going on around here. But I guess somewhere in there I got so complacent what happened today came as a total surprise." She frowns, a tiny scowl. "I want answers again."