Don't preach to me. [His tone is calm, but his words are firm as he shuts the door of his suite.] You make it sound like I don't know what's outside. I spent decades knowing what I didn't have, so you don't need to tell me what's outside a pretty cage like this.

[Wriothesley smiles, but there's a certain coldness in his gaze.] Just because I spent half my life behind bars doesn't mean I don't know how spectacular the world I was born into is.

[He starts to head back to the elevator.] It was necessary if you wanted to survive. Other inmates weren't going to take care of you if you got hurt. [Sure, the infirmary existed and Sigewinne's love for humans meant no one would probably die on her watch. Wriothesley was just not the most trusting growing up.]