[That actually earns a look from Allison, the first real emotion besides pain she's shown since he found her: she huffs and raises an eyebrow at him.]

I once helped my friends steal evidence in a federal homicide from an armored car, along with fifty thousand dollars that belonged to the yakuza. If robbery's your thing? Yeah, it's wrong, but I'm totally not judging.

...but lying? Yeah, less of that would probably be good. And if you hurt people...that's cold turkey, right there.