[He got to his feet and went to his cupboard, unlocking it, and searching around amongst his shoes in the bottom, pulling out one of his handguns. The 'hot' one, not that it mattered.]

Alright then. Go out there and kill every fucking genocidal inmate, because there's a damn handful of them. Take Sexby out too.

[He held the gun out to her,] Go on. They deserve to die too, don't they?

[He trusted her enough for her to see that he was making a point and not to go do it.]