A little yellow lightbulb pings into life over Jack's head.

By god, I think he's got it.

"...So that's what you're after?"

That's. Actually nice to know, you know, to have an idea of where Sinclair's coming from on this whole thing. Jack doesn't know why he couldn't have just said that from the beginning, but from the people he's met down here, he supposes that being straightforward isn't good for business. (And in a petulant way, that makes him like straightforward things even more.)