I don't want to have to graduate. The Admiral has no right to judge me for what I've had to do. [But he does pause, because which people? The mutants, who he meant to help before he was brougth here? Or the Jews, the gypsies, the millions of people who weren't as lucky as he was?

His stomach turns, and he sets his beer down.]

If I erase what happened with a deal, no one will ever understand what depths humanity can sink to. We won't know to say never again, because it won't have happened. We'll have no Geneva Convention, nothing in place to ensure that it never happens.