Spike's having trouble following the logic. "How would not selling your friend into slavery be worse? That's how most friends act. They don't sell each other for profit usually." Of course he doesn't speak in absolutes. He lived during a particularly harsh sort of late capitalism.

He just shrugs and smokes and stares off into the middle distance the way he usually does when doing his best not to think too deeply about his past. "Whatever happens, happens. Water doesn't feel guilt. It just is."