Isaac is having None Of That

ISAAC: "Okay, I know what you're going to say, but hear me out. You're always fighting for everyone but yourself. Change that. For me, at least. Fight like there's a chance you'll make it out okay." He tenses his fist, hands shaking. EDEN: "I wasn't planning on making it out. I was-..." Eden sighs, face contorted in pain. EDEN: "I have a plan. It has no chance of failure. But there's no chance of me getting out either. I wasn't PLANNING on making it out! Now do you see why-" ISAAC: "Plan on it now, then. You're the craftiest person I know. You can figure out a way. Don't give him what he wants."