[Cool. Cool, cool, cool. He stares at him dead in the eye, shoulders taut and back straightened in an attempt to make use of that single inch he has over him.]

You're talking as if there's a guarantee such an opportunity exists.

[He's not... He won't get his hopes up for something like that. He accepted his death before it happened. Came to terms with the fact that he dug his own grave and now had to lie in it. Talking in hypotheticals is a waste of time. So... why...? Hm.

After a second's pause... he smiles. It's not a pleasant look.]

Ah, I get it. You want to see me turn myself in so badly? I can't say I'm surprised if that's the case.

[He's not delusional. If not death, then a life in prison is all that waits for him in their world. It's his comeuppance as the one responsible for the mental shutdowns and psychotic breakdowns.]