Bast sits up and glares at Charlie. “I dare you to say that again.” ‘Damn it.’ ‘He’s right, isn’t it?’ ‘No. Maybe. I mean look at his stature! He’s a gods damn weakling! If I was on there..’ ‘If you were on there, you’d destroy everything in sight!’ ‘Including the opponent!’ ‘Good gods, Bast. What am I going to do with you?’ ‘That’s what I said!’