The hope, the optimism all over Jack's face right now is purely an accidental byproduct of Sinclair's plan to escape Rapture. Completely unintentional, since, after all, he'd had this plan (or at least one like it) since before he even knew Jack existed. But watching him lean into the porthole, looking up towards the surface... sometimes things just feel like they were supposed to happen. Sometimes you can just tell that you did something right.

Or maybe it's just Sinclair's own buzzing anticipation that makes everything seem so much promising. Either way, this is the best he's felt about the future since before he came to Rapture.

"I don't reckon it'll take us too long to get up there, the long part will be finding land. If we head west, that'll take us towards the U.S. Unless you're feeling more like we should visit Iceland. You're steering, I suppose it's up to you," he laughs.