[ jay has known that craftly hated this game from their very first meeting as hunters, yet it's now that it truly hits him how awful being the facilitator here must have been for him. he sent his group home, but he had to witness again and again and again others die. he must be tired.

he tries not too think too much about how, one day, one of the hunters in this room will know exactly how craftly feels one day. ]

There was once a time where I might have just decided to finish off the Hunters and send the survivors home. Before I came here, I somewhat recently met a group of people who taught me to to let others into my circle. And while here, that lesson has been reinforced by those around me. [ he pointedly looks at everyone in the room. ] I can't just go back home to my companions knowing that I made the decision to not allow others to do the same. Because sometimes justice and sacrifice are so deeply intertwined that you cannot have one without the other.