[It's worlds away from a genuine laugh, but a soft huff and another quirk of a smile emerge without her permission as she shakes her head.]

Tip of the iceberg, Cold. You graduate, you can be a warden. The Admiral's someone who can give people literally anything they want. Bring people back from the dead, give you riches, even give you a brand new life. All you have to do is graduate an inmate the way someone will graduate you.

[In spite of her misery, she can't help but see the opportunity to drive home her point...so she does, holding his gaze.]

It's a simple plan: work the system, graduate, make a deal, get yourself an inmate...and start planning for their reform.