If he had an easy answer to that question, he'd give it. From moment to moment he finds himself unsure of what he wants; whether they ought to free all those people or wipe them off the goddamn planet. There's no just getting by. That's true; he believes that, enough to beat in the face of a man begging for his life.

But he knows, too, that some people can twist things around til you don't see a choice to make at all, much less the right one to make, the one that doesn't stomp someone else into the mud. There are times he looks back at the man he used to be, when all this started, and has to admit how easy it would have been to have ended up on the wrong side of things.

"I dunno," he says at length, not to be cagey but because it's the only true answer. "Just... Things can't stay like this."

Obvious. He shouldn't have said anything at all, maybe.