I tried to do for you what the Order would, and that's get you help with sorting out the memories, keeping your head on straight. The same things I would've done for Desmond, or anyone else. [What they did for Cross, though - that was a lost cause for other reasons.] But no, you had to prove my every effort to help here fruitless, and then use me in order to fuck with not only defense force members, but people I consider friends.
What were you going to do? Really. Thrill me with your plans. I'm all ears.