[So it has come to this, has it. Is this her punishment for tampering with the sacred laws of the meme? ...Sigh.

Breathing in, she anxiously holds the axe. This is the only way. If...if it means she can share his pain.]

You. I'll need all the cloth you can spare--and something to bite down on. [Pause.] And, later, the hardest drink we can find.