"She graduated, yeah," Steve confirms. "But - I don't think it was so much her changing as... changing the way she thought about things. Changing her outlook on the world. Not who she was. I never wanted to change who she was. That would've been a disservice."
He considers how much to tell, because the details aren't necessarily important, and it's not worth bogging down the message: "Her people had been oppressed for a long time. Overcoming that wasn't about revenge, because anger begets anger. Violence begets violence. And it's not about forgiveness, either, because some things you just don't forgive. It's about wiping out the diseased thinking, and letting better ideas grow in its place. When she left, I went with her. I wasn't gonna win her war for her, but it was a war worth fighting."
"I'll keep that in mind," he mutters softly. He's been around a long time, that's obvious. He's been everything. Warden. Inmate. Both. Jake knows he would be stupid not to listen to him.
Steve just shrugs one shoulder. "Everybody's different. I just want to make sure inmates get seen as people. Not just problems." He hates the system as it stands, but it's not going anywhere. Better to at least try to do something small, he hopes, so that nobody falls through the cracks.
"Anyway - I haven't been a warden for a long time. I don't know how good my advice really is, anymore, so. Grain of salt and all that," he adds, trying to crack a wry half-smile.
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He considers how much to tell, because the details aren't necessarily important, and it's not worth bogging down the message: "Her people had been oppressed for a long time. Overcoming that wasn't about revenge, because anger begets anger. Violence begets violence. And it's not about forgiveness, either, because some things you just don't forgive. It's about wiping out the diseased thinking, and letting better ideas grow in its place. When she left, I went with her. I wasn't gonna win her war for her, but it was a war worth fighting."
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"I'll keep that in mind," he mutters softly. He's been around a long time, that's obvious. He's been everything. Warden. Inmate. Both. Jake knows he would be stupid not to listen to him.
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"Anyway - I haven't been a warden for a long time. I don't know how good my advice really is, anymore, so. Grain of salt and all that," he adds, trying to crack a wry half-smile.
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"I take it how I take it," he assures him. "Gettin' advice from more than the likes of you."
He returns that half-smile with a quick look, a warmth around the eyes that has the hint of a smile. "Thanks for the coffee, Steve."
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And, "Sure thing, pal. Keep the thermos. Comes in handy."
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He offers Jake a sketchy little salute, and sees himself out.