[ It's a this point that he stops playing the piano, closing the fall over the keys and turning to fully face the preacher ]

If this would have happened about six months ago, I would have been long gone. I'll admit that. I never asked to be a part of any of this.

But right now, where have I got to go? There's no living in those ruined places the Ark left behind, and anything up ahead is just Knives' next target. I don't have a whole lot of choices here, and if it's between dying alone out there somewhere or dying while giving that freak one final "fuck you", I'll take the latter, thanks. I'm on borrowed time as it is. Might as well make the best of it.