"Tomorrow. I won't be telling you where until much closer to the event itself. I like to keep a little bit of surprise up my sleeve."

He grins, smirks, his smile more on one side of his face. Tom doesn't anticipate victory unless he really plays his cards right, now that he knows that people are revived. It's not something logical; it's simply easier to believe you'll survive because you're fated to be the last one standing if you know that literally everyone else dies. Tom finds it harder to contemplate a future without him in it than to contemplate resurrection.