Yeah. I mean, went to all the trouble to gather us up in the first place. Letting us leave isn't going to be so easy.

[Speaking of easy, though...

Varian shifts, turning so he can sit on the edge of his bed with his legs hanging off the side, folding his arms over his knees. He hasn't really had the chance to talk to anyone much about this yet.]

...do you think that one rule is serious? About...killing people.