That's never really something you get used to. However, there's nothing quite as relieving as the silence that follows the death of a splicer. Once the last one shuts up, Sinclair relaxes back into the seat.

As for the bathysphere, it's not the smoothest ride, but it gets the job done. It seems like that usually how he does business anyway, so he supposes it's really only fitting.

"Runs beautifully, chief, nice work," he says, grinning at Jack. "Hardest part's over! How do you feel?"