[Scorpius drums his fingers over Crichton's chest. This...complicates matters, if he is to take Harvey's word at face value. He makes no mistake in thinking Harvey, by way of himself, would say or do anything to keep himself alive. But the truth rings out: there is no guarantee.]

And yet his deal was not to erase the chip from existence, but to rid his mind of you. John must believe you to be more dangerous than I am.