Wynonna leans her head back, eyes closed, and laughs.

It's not an especially nice laugh – she's absolutely thinking, yes, he was right, they are all fucked, sideways – but it feels good. Might be the first real chuckle she's had since she wound up here. "Yeah. Tell you what, I'll come with you. Not to help; just because somebody ought to be there to say I told you so when you get mauled by an apex predator."