"Presumed dead," John corrects her and he shouldn't be smiling at something like that, but it can't be helped. There are all kinds of things people like them have to smile about, because there's simply no other option.

"And now Darrow. I'm not sure what that makes any of us, honestly," he says. It's a strange place, even for a man like John, who had been taking directions from an artificial super intelligence before arriving here. There are days when he wishes the Machine was here, even if Finch can't be. The Machine had made a lot of things very clear.