I'm trying to keep my temper. I'll apologise in time, I'm sure, but right now I don't have anything to turn that anger on. Let them come, I say. I'm plenty riled up to show them how hard an old guy can fight.

I'll check in with you Jenna. Actually--you wanna do that properly? You send me a message every twelve hours with no content, and I'll send one back. If something happens to us no message, and we can report it for each other.