I think I had a right to take the out and bail. I died- we all died for nothing. I think I'm allowed to be a little bitter about that. I pop up alive and you'd drag me right back in and-

I'd had enough. So yeah, I ran, I didn't owe anyone a damn thing and I'd paid my pound of flesh twice over. We all did.

[ His hand scrapes back into his hair, curling over the burn out scar around his port. ]

I needed it two months ago, but I've been putting this off. Delta insisted. Said he'd call you himself if I didn't.