The Admiral doesn't make any fucking sense, she thinks. He could have made her a warden to begin with and put her to work on her own deal, motivated entirely by her fucking guilt complex, and that would have been worth more than just her getting her priorities in order. What are her priorities, anyway? Whatever works best for her at the time?

She feels like she's tripping up on something invisible, and she gives Arthur a terse look, but she doesn't pull her hand away.

"I have no idea what having my priorities in order is supposed to look like if it's not making up for this shit, Arthur. None."

What's to say she wouldn't freak out and do something stupid if she graduated tomorrow?