[Wow. Come on, Johann. Don't look at him like that. Don't make this weird. He leans forward, flashing Faust an excited, overwrought grin.]

I mean I'm getting out, Johann. Me and---me and Waldo. We're busting out of this anachronistic hellscape and---You want in on this Johann? Or---[He slumps over a little, grin faltering slightly.]--or are you all in here with your community and your skeleton wife?