'John' had slipped up, he suspected. Kayo had seemed more than a little concerned at the end of that last call.
He stood before the holo-emitter and thought, she wouldn't want to tell the others anything, not yet, she wouldn't want to give them another thing to worry about with everything else that was going on, and that bought him some time to work out what to do.
He had never been a very good liar and now that simple lack of skill was going to ruin everything, it was going to trip him here. He sighed in agitation, running a hand through his hair. Perhaps, he thought, he was over thinking things, maybe it wasn't as bad as he was making it out to be. Maybe? He was overthinking, he needed to stop, to pause.
Pressing his fingers against his temples, he shut his eyes and thought, taking a long slow breath.
Stop. Assess. Take control. Wake up.
He could do this. His 'brothers' were key, he knew that, and they were still alive, so the answer was simple. Stop them being alive. How, though? Well, again, the answer was simple. Putting it into practice wouldn't be, but he didn't have a choice really, did he?
He sighed and waved a hand over the controls, calling the island. He didn't have a choice. He didn't really want to, because they were still his brothers here at least, and he was... attached to them, in a sense, but things hadn't worked out and now he had to do this, he had to take control.
He couldn't leave things down to chance again, he had waited too long. He had put things off for too long.
He didn't have a choice, not anymore.