That's so incorrect that the truth comes out of Ford with surprising force. He means to say no, it's because we don't need to anymore, but what comes out is a bit different.

"No, it's that you tricked me by playing dead and handed Stanley's universe to a new Bill!" Ford grits his teeth, huffs a breath. "I'm not surprised that you did it," he clarifies with a wave of his hand and a roll of his eyes. "I really didn't expect anything else." This is true. "But you can't expect me to play Dungeons, Dungeons & More Dungeons with you like nothing happened! Stanley's out there fighting him right now, for crying out loud!" (Okay, maybe fighting is a little dramatic. What Stan is doing is making key friends. But Ford's not explaining that his plan is the zodiac. Bills know too much about other Bills.)

It might have not been unexpected, but Ford's still mad about it. He can't help thinking of Stanley's universe, about that sector of the probability stream that will pay the price if Stan fails. He won't fail, of course, Ford believes in him, but rrgh it rankles that it's necessary. That he was fooled. That everything he did was for nothing.