"Okay, so as it stands, he's been humiliated, injured, lost his only weapon, a huge chunk of his privacy and freedom is gone. I could lock him up in zero, but he'll spend longer than that stuck off his feet in the infirmary anyway. So what next?"

Rhys doesn't back down, stays eye to eye with Fives, refusing to be shouted down.

"Spell it out for me dude. You think I should kick his ass? Strip down his cabin so he has nothing to do but lie there and hate everything? Yeah, that'll really curb those violent urges."