I've grown tired of Hell... in most of its forms. I'd rather go back home.

[It isn't a particular secret, he's not all that concerned about talking about it.]

I'd rather not be tasked with the job of damning you lot. I don't agree with my Father's criteria for the most part... especially when he gave you free will. [What's the point of free will if you're not allowed to use it as you desire? But that's a conversation for another day.]

Of course I can choose. This is all about second chances after all.