He does not say it was the only thing he could do this time; it wasn't. He had options, although it is true that he couldn't guarantee what any of those outcomes would be: if the LAPD would accept him back even if he gave them Ana, considering he'd lied to Joshi about the child. If the rebellion would let him join, given that he was a blade runner. If Ana herself would have the resources and the knowledge to escape Wallace cutting her apart to learn what made her tick.
But he did have one direct option, and one person he knows had already evaded everyone searching for him for years, except the one replicant Ana could have given that memory to that could put it together even without her knowing who she was.
"Freysa - the woman from the picture, and a major player in the replicant rebellion movement - wanted me to kill Deckard before he could lead anyone to her and, through her, to Ana. She..." Well, she didn't save K, who survived because he was resilient, who would have eventually scraped himself up off the floor in Las Vegas. Just not in time. "...found me, patched me up a bit, and gave me a new charge pistol. She was there when Ana was a baby but didn't know where she was as an adult. She wanted time to find her, to put her at the head of her replicant army. Wallace wanted Ana because she bridged the gap between replicants and humans and might tell them how to do it, too. The LAPD would have killed her so no one ever had proof she existed. None of them cared about her, or the fact that she had no idea who or what she was. Only what they could do for their cause, or prevent by being killed. She'd never even see it coming, and all she'd ever done was exist."
K is a man of few words normally, but he's never had the chance before to explain, to vent or make sense of any of this, not out loud. Not to anyone he trusted completely. He feels vaguely nauseous now but it's nothing at all to do with Jesus beside him, Jesus who asked one question and didn't know what dam he would break. K takes a deeper breath now, and offers the one part that he is absolutely sure of, the one, single thing he knows he would do over and over and over again and never regret.
"So I took Deckard to her. I gave him back the toy he carved for her before she was even born, and I took him to where she was. It was all I could think of to do that gave either of them even a chance."
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But he did have one direct option, and one person he knows had already evaded everyone searching for him for years, except the one replicant Ana could have given that memory to that could put it together even without her knowing who she was.
"Freysa - the woman from the picture, and a major player in the replicant rebellion movement - wanted me to kill Deckard before he could lead anyone to her and, through her, to Ana. She..." Well, she didn't save K, who survived because he was resilient, who would have eventually scraped himself up off the floor in Las Vegas. Just not in time. "...found me, patched me up a bit, and gave me a new charge pistol. She was there when Ana was a baby but didn't know where she was as an adult. She wanted time to find her, to put her at the head of her replicant army. Wallace wanted Ana because she bridged the gap between replicants and humans and might tell them how to do it, too. The LAPD would have killed her so no one ever had proof she existed. None of them cared about her, or the fact that she had no idea who or what she was. Only what they could do for their cause, or prevent by being killed. She'd never even see it coming, and all she'd ever done was exist."
K is a man of few words normally, but he's never had the chance before to explain, to vent or make sense of any of this, not out loud. Not to anyone he trusted completely. He feels vaguely nauseous now but it's nothing at all to do with Jesus beside him, Jesus who asked one question and didn't know what dam he would break. K takes a deeper breath now, and offers the one part that he is absolutely sure of, the one, single thing he knows he would do over and over and over again and never regret.
"So I took Deckard to her. I gave him back the toy he carved for her before she was even born, and I took him to where she was. It was all I could think of to do that gave either of them even a chance."