That's what it sounds like, Zack. It sounds like you're okay so long as everyone else makes it.

[ Running his hands through his hair to muss it up as he tries to calm down. He's mad at a lot of things, and this whole situation doesn't sit right. Nothing about any of this sits right. ]

We'll find a way for all us to make it. Even if one of us wind up at the morgue, we'll get to the center and fix all of this. All four of us will make it.