[The French Revolution, that makes so little sense, but given what Charles told him when he first arrived...It may be possible, and he may accept that that's what's happening here, but it doesn't do anything to cool his head.]

A childhood under the Reich, a year in Auschwitz and a number burned into my arm. That's Germany, engel. [Everything is a complicated matter here, it seems. He stands, lifting his hand slightly so the communicator rises with him.]

If you can accept working in an institution that keeps others against their will, then you don't know what a prison can be at all.