[ The only thing that could stop Five from sassing would be death, and she'd come here fully expecting Olivia to kill her so she was prepared for even that. ]

It isn't hard. They showed up, threw a net on us, we made the net into a jacket... or I guess twenty-something jackets, but he insists we're the apocalypse or whatever, we just want to leave and he won't let us. Simple enough? [ She says as she places her hands on her hips. ]