[ It's not that Jesse hasn't thought of it too. They've both changed so much here. Worked through things, both together and on their own. Going back would mean losing that. Starting back at zero.

Moira had once confided in him that she'd thought about it too, with her and Angie. He imagines the anxiety that twists his heart into knots is the same as what he'd seen on her face as she'd talked about it. And knowing that it had come to pass breaks his heart. ]

... I know. I wouldn't want to lose all the good here. Any of it.

[ His half-hearted attempt at a smile barely lasts a few seconds. ]

But this is still a prison. I don't think I'll ever stop tryin' to get out... but only if it's on our terms. There's got to be a way to take our memories with us when we go.