It's for the best, really. After all, I'm not trying to rain the Apocalypse down on anyone.

[No doubt she'll think he's joking, or making some elaborate metaphor, despite the seriousness with which he delivers that.]

Well, we can't stay here, and yet we have literally no choice. [He lifts his eyebrows.] You think I haven't been? I can slip a pair of handcuffs in seconds and after six months, I'm still here. I'm mind-blowingly irritating, let me tell you.