[He's slightly surprised by the shift, but the answer is still almost immediate:]

Well, assuming you can't grow me a new leg -- [Tacky, probably, considering the warden's own situation, but he's bitter and it can't be helped.] -- I'd appreciate it if the Admiral would change my room to something a little more civilian.

Right now, he has me still living in the junior officers' quarters. [He glances away for half a second.] It's like I'm being mocked every time I wake up.