You took care of all the AI, that's something you did. All the AI that didn't remember, so they couldn't prove anything. All the ones who weren't the key.

[He stomps across the room, away from Wash. See, now he's thinking about it. He doesn't want to. He doesn't want to think about being the Alpha, because if he does, then he has to think about everything he was told about the Alpha, and all the things that implies, and the tightness in his chest is bound to just implode him until he's nothing. Because he's a shell. Something that was whole and now is not and now will never be again.]

I should scout ahead. [He says it, growls it really, to the wall.] They can't catch what they can't physically hold onto, right? Can't catch a ghost.