Enrico: I… you…

Integra (thinking): I’d say something like, “Who’s walking away now?”– but it’d probably make him come back. All right, let’s see what the rest of this island is like.

An hour or two later:

Integra (thinking): Back at the fire and the boat. The island’s larger than I thought, but no less empty.

Integra: What’s th–

Headset: I’m part of the problem, I confess / but I’ve gotta get this off my chest / Let’s extinguish the anguish for which we’re to blame / and save the world from going down in flames