Do I...? Because from where I'm standing, I'm a dead man either way. In the grand scheme of things, anyway.

[Just judging by speech, he seems remarkably untroubled by that, though he's decidedly tenser than usual when he says it; he doesn't relax as he continues.]

Nothing I do here is going to absolve me of what I've already done; don't you think I know what's going to happen as soon as we're out of this situation?

[He's smiling again. Something to do with his goddamn face.]

Don't get me wrong - I haven't forgotten what I said to you last night, and I intend to follow through with it as far as you'll allow. But it won't be because I want to prove myself to anyone, including you, nor is it through any sort of deeply-buried desire to be a better person.

I just refuse to give whomever shoved us all in this godforsaken box the satisfaction of killing me.

[You know. As one does.]

But it's a nice gesture, Wright. Don't let me make you think it's not.