[ He has no idea what that word means, and he's not getting any hints about how well this interview is going from that professional mask she's got on. He's tempted to tell her what he thinks she wants to hear -- that he sees the error of his ways, that he was wrong, that he regrets his actions -- but he's never been a good liar. ]

I should've found another way to do it.

[ If he's going to get condemned for his actions then dammit, he wants the entirely of his actions on the record, both good and bad, the things he'd do again and the things he regrets. ]

Turnin' off the air was...

[ He shakes his head, unable to help glancing over at the side of his cell and the narrow ventilation grating there. Suffocation seems like a terrible way to die, and he has to admit, part of him is grateful that the captain was saved that fate. ]

It would've been better if it had been faster. Painless, you know?

[ He holds up his wrist, with its ever-present status bracelet. ]

Clean.

[ Like the sanitizing that wiped out the whole previous crew. ]