"The only people I want to liberate are our own," he says coldly. "And I'm not so naive as to think we have even a chance of saving the locals. You can only help people that want to be helped, and these people have proven that they are too far gone, time and time again."

If they're so stupid as to let themselves be taken in by this fucking cult, if they weren't strong enough in their resolve to keep trying no matter what, then they deserve whatever the fuck happened to them. But Arthur refuses to let himself be manipulated like that.

"I'm not just going to sit here and let Pollock fucking torture us into compliance." It's a dark, furious mutter as he keeps walking, but it's more of a declaration to himself than a snarl at Bucky. "I am the captain of my soul. No one else."