"By all means, please explain to me how that might happen." The sarcasm is out before he can stop himself; he's so incredulous that Eiffel thinks he might not understand that people get angry when you do bad things to them.

"Don't actually explain," he cuts in quickly, because his warden might just do that and then he'd have a body on his hands. He doubts Trevor's offer to help would include stashing a body.

"I know what I have done. I know the implications my actions have for others, and I have not shied away from them." He tries to be as clear as he can about that point. He knew what he was and exactly why he'd decided to be so. "And attempting to find 'common ground' with him will do neither of us any good."