Maybe she can. Maybe there's hope despite our flawed system.

[That's right, he just said something about his system being flawed. He catches that he says that, but it's not like he's really hiding anything from himself. He's like the Transmitter. Unless asked, he's not going to answer.]

I want to hope we can do this right.

[He inhales... then exhales as he looks out the window himself.]

Then maybe I can finally rest.