[He feels his back hit a wall, but it feels numb, distant, unimportant right now. He's still looking Salieri in the eyes, hoping to find some measure of doubt in there, but...

He seems determined. And usually he actually enjoys Salieri's determination, that drive, it's... admirable, in a way he hasn't really appreciated enough before.

Right now, it's absolutely terrifying.]

You want me... You want me to kill you. And lie about it. Get away with--

[There's a sick feeling building somewhere he can't place right now.]

You know it's only a chance and if this... if it doesn't work...

[If, if, if, he says, thinking when--]

You'll just be gone.