"Of course not," Michelle says softly, almost as if to herself, shaking her head. Maybe their situations weren't exactly the same, but they're close enough that it's easy to put herself in the same position, to imagine Howard telling her that she could leave, but only if she sent Emmett out first, and she never would have done it. The risk would have been too much. Hell, she'd still believed Howard up until she climbed out of that bunker and realized there were birds chirping, a surefire sign that her life might not have been in immediate danger after all. It's easy to question, to doubt, but less so to take a game, especially when it's someone else's life on the line.

What Emmett did for her, she'll never be able to repay him for.

"I... If it helps, I would have done the same thing," she offers, the circumstances of the conversation itself, the words written on Kimmy's back, making it seem like a good idea. "I mean, Howard, he never even would have let me try, but if I'd been you, I wouldn't have done it, either. You can't take that kind of chance, right?"