[ He presses his lips together sourly, but then fortifies himself with another swig of wine. Then, the bottle dangling between his fingers, his lips pursed with disgust, he explains: ]

It's the right thing to do. Even if I did not know Sonia or any of them, it would be the right thing to do. And I'd appreciate it very much if you kept this under wraps, but doing the right thing actually rather matters to me.