Yeah. [He agrees with a smirk at her reaction, downing the rest of his own glass before sliding it closer as she's refilling her own so she can top him up too.]

You too, huh? What's your home like? Seems like everyone comes from places pretty different to what I know.

[He waits for her to finish pouring to slide his glass back and cock his head a little.] Wouldn't it mean all of us make it to the end credits? If we don't die?

I'm just going off of assumptions, but I think it's because the City needs us here for something. If people figure out they can just... you know, instead of being prisoners and pawns... some might do it.