[The first part gets a smirk, and it only fades a little when Page asks that question. For a brief moment his left hand rests on his chest over the cravat before he pulls it away and lifts his shoulders a bit.]

The situation I was in wasn't a good one. Regardless of what I ended up doing, something terrible was going to happen.

This sounded like an interesting alternative.

[He doesn't usually give anyone anything that close to the truth, and even this is still very vague. What does it matter now?]