It isn't a punch in the face, but somehow this hits harder. Tim's trapped here. He can't just leave; all he can do is cover his face in his hands and beg Jay to leave him alone.

He has to get out of here. That much is abundantly clear.

But he can't leave yet.

"I've just got one question, and then I'll...and then I'll leave."

He'd ask if that's okay, but he knows in his gut it isn't. He's interrogating a literal child who can't escape even though it's clear he wants to, but Jay can't leave empty-handed. He can't.

"If I'm not the right one, what does the 'right one' look like?"