Jefferson || Mad Hatter

You know what the real problem here is? It isn't the big bad aliens, or the bad driving or even the fact that you Wardens haven't a clue of what you're doing and yet you think you know better than us about our lives.

It's that you don't belong here. It's the boat. It's not a place of redemption, it's a floating psych experiment and all of you are just playing along. Like sheep. But at least sheep don't make play that they're something they're not.