"It doesn't stop until we're dead or it is!" he overrides Jay, plowing right over him. "I didn't even touch her, and that thing comes charging at me - "

He looks away. He has to, he can't look at Jay right now, this shivering, muttering idiot who's probably doomed them both now.

"You actually did it, didn't you," says Tim, the words hard. "You went and spliced. You think that's not gonna cost you?"