[ there's a weak, miserable laugh at her response, humorless, because. well. he would have been very cross with her for the same reason, and he knows what's going to happen come sunday. ]

I know. I would've said somethin'. You give me a right heart attack constantly, think it's only fair, tellin' you. [ but it wouldn't have swayed his answer. ] We still... ten people have to die, Hawke. And we've already lost so many godsdamned people.