"That's anybody's guess. Who knows what the Navarch is thinking. Or, you know, whoever it is she works for. Whoever we work for, I guess. Maybe it's just a Big Brother situation, we're being livestreamed somewhere for an audience to laugh at. Some days that feels most likely."

Like when the latest inmate assignments came out. Or anytime someone tries to buy something useful from the commissary. Or when a bunch of chucklefucks thought putting a gun in the Destroy-It machine would result in anything other than the explosion it said it would result in. Life is a barrel of laughs on the Peregrine, for someone. Not Grace, but someone.