"Better to see everyone destroyed than to watch the vampires turn and corrupt them," Xander snapped back, eyes flashing dangerously. Surely he couldn't take Jacen down, but he wasn't going to stand around and let him win this fight. Xander was tired of losing. "Our future is meaningless. It you're not a vampire you're a slave and if you're not a slave you're either one of me or dead!" He sneered slightly, turning to pace the cage again. "But who am I to say that those last two are any different from each other anyway?"
It wasn't about trust. That was not the issue and Xander knew it. "I trust that you'll all do the same, repetitive crap no matter how hard I try to prepare you. I asked everyone to leave, Jacen. What was so difficult about that?"