Fine. It'll be worth it. What's the worse that can happen, I die again? I've got nothing left to lose. But I can wreck this place and get the hell away.

[Turns out all this standing around and talking is way more exhausting than he realized, in his current state. His back thumps against the wall next to the machine as he leans on to it.]

Gotta have some kinda goal here. And it sure isn't gonna be playing along.