I'm not a decent person. I'm a mess of obligations and orders, of regrets and cowardice, and badly formed attempts at redemption that blew up in my face. I was HYDRA. I am HYDRA. I will be HYDRA. I'll always end up back where I started because there's nowhere else to go. It's not fair. But none of it is.
If life was fair, I never would have ended up in the position for them to recruit me in the first place.