[Well, Church is here. Not the Church that he or anyone else was thinking of, but a Church. The objectively worst Church! Isn't that great for everybody?]

Not...no, I mean more like...it's complicated, okay?

[God, he does not want to be doing this right now. He doesn't want to explain who C.T. is, or what the Director means and doesn't mean to any of them, and this is not something he ever thought he'd have to reconcile. Thankfully, explanations can be diverted into regarding Tucker with a special sort of incredulity.]

You want me to try shooting some ropes off your wrist. I thought you were attached to your hands, Tucker.