"Because no matter what I say or don't say, you're going to twist it later! I know how this works, you already decided that I did something, you're just trying to make me say something you can give to a judge!"

Volk waves his communicator like it's his paddle at an open pit auction.

"The first thing your little explanation told me when I got here is that I'm guilty! Why the hell-" He throws the CommLink off to the side, where it clunks against a wall and then hits the floor. "- would I cooperate with people that judged me before they even talked to me face to face?"