Dylan would like to say that he, personally, hasn't -- maybe he would have, if and when his father hadn't resurfaced from the Hudson, but. But that would be a lie, even so. He may not have gone quite as dark as planning his revenge for thirty years, here, like he did a lifetime away, but he's still had his moments. It's just his nature. It's human nature.

That in mind, he hums, nods. A smile follows, so she doesn't think he's mocking her, as he tells her, "It's good, that -- that hope or whatever."