Not if I have a choice. But if I'm right, I don't wanna make this any harder than last time.

[Cryptic. Then again, he really isn't saying any of that to Snow.

The next part is different, though - once he's pulled himself upright, he cranes his neck over his shoulder to look Snow in the eye.] I owe you one, old man. I mean it. There's just... someone I need to take care of first.

[With that, he takes a few still slightly unsteady steps out into the pouring rain and hesitates, glancing around at the unfamiliar streets. Does he know where he's going? Hell no. All he knows is that he won't catch up with Al by standing around forever.

He breaks into a run.]