You staying happy on your little island is protection enough for me. You need me, you need to come to me, and you expect me to work for free. You wanna talk about pride, how about you get over yours and make me a deal I care to listen to because you're asking me to save a terrorist from dubiously natural causes so that he can either destroy another few hundred or thousand lives, or rot in a jail cell. Do you fucking understand what your role in this conversation is yet, Your Highness?