[He stops at the boundary and stares into the nothingness.] I dion't trust her. I trust she will do what makes herself feel better and for her own gains.

That includes picking on the easiest target to continue her charades. That's what traitors are. Fodder. [He studies the edge of the border.] But the alternative to trying this plan is waiting for the end. I'm not that sort of person. Even with enough memories back to fully be someone else.

It's a selfish struggle for survival. I will use her as she used me.