[He reduces his tone of hyper-pragmatism, a bit, unbending.]

Inmates do revolt, but against who? The wardens aren't a cohesive unit and can't make policy, and there's no finding the admiral. Most of them make what they can of this place.

Lieutenant. I'm not your warden, to tell you what you have and haven't done wrong. I don't know. But you've died to come here. All the inmates have. Graduate this place and you've got a chance to go back and live for your freedom. Or request to be put ashore in any universe that strikes your fancy. You don't come away from this with nothing.