"No, it was just a damn case of common sense failin' to weigh out the starry-eyed," I conclude, exhaling deep through my lips. 'Cause, I mean, I get it. That Steve Rogers guy's got real stage presence, he's charming, and that Steve McGarrett fellow's got great tatts and comes from an island, and Hermione Granger's the most badass witch of her age, and that other chick's a doctor, and Shari's— well, I don't know, Shari wins our stomachs. I get it. But if you try and figure out which one of them all loves the island the most, that's Neil, and that means the guy deserves a goddamned spot on that panel.

"And no," I push on, not sure if there's really any way I can put that into words without him laughing his ass off at me. "Didn't trust that the bear wasn't sick, and didn't have the materials to stuff him proper. It probably became some lucky animal's dinner."