[ There is a long silence here. McGillis traces every letter of the book cover with his finger, a gentle grounding movement. It doesn't matter whether or not he reveals this, it doesn't matte to anybody here, and it's not a secret in his world either, just... it was nice to live in a world where it hadn't yet happened, for a little. ]

This world is not the only world that regards me as a traitor. I'm facing execution at home.

...if they manage to take me alive, that is. I'm not planning to let them. I don't let go of my goals. I haven't given up yet. But having my wish granted would certainly improve my odds.