I walked out the door to Grace.
"This is killing me just as much as it is you so you're going to have to deal with it. I bet Shiro shit his pants by now." I said to her quietly.
“Rise like Lions after slumber
In unvanquishable number.
Shake your chains to earth like dew
Which in sleep had fallen on you—
Ye are many—they are few.” — Mary Shelly