Will supposes that's a fair point. Neither of them are exactly model citizens. He doesn't really know in-depth about what an undercover operative does, aside from what he's learned from Rosi, but given the nature of the job itself, it can't be anything good. Lying is a given, probably stealing too. Assassination, perhaps? Sabotage? Whatever it was, at least he did it for a greater cause instead of just himself. Though in a way, that's just as selfish— advancing your own agenda to the detriment of all others. One person's good is another person's evil, and all that.

Will's chest shakes a little under Rosinante's hand, a quiet laugh. "You know, people back in my world used to call that 'blind ambition'." Or not leaving well enough alone. Or foolishness. "Clearly just an expression of jealousy." Is he joking? He's probably joking.

"You're not a bad person, though." His tone shifts to something a little more somber, and then immediately back to teasing, and then back again. Testing the waters, perhaps. "So don't think you have to settle. I think everyone's born selfish and cruel. It takes a lot of dedication to choose not to be."