"They'll be back in charge of their own lives and decisions eventually, if all goes well. Any control a warden takes is only temporary and anyone who believes otherwise is fooling themselves."

It's a sideways agreement but Hange agrees, anyway.

And she looks at Ford. Her expression softens with weariness - it's like watching a rotten spot suddenly overtake a wooden post.

"... How much do you remember about my world, Stanford?"

She shared some information at one point.