"I told him to do it."

She doesn't look at him. In fact, she moves away from the door and turns around to put her hand on the handle and slide the key into the slot until that little green light flashes.

"But it doesn't matter. We're not going back."

She's not planning anything, but maybe one day in the future she'll go herself and see if she can break Jack out. But she's not going now.

And Sawyer's not going with her.