[Between the hot brown liquid leaking out of his nose, the burn in his sinuses and what Blitz is saying, Hanna wordlessly takes another long drink of the hot chocolate and then promptly refills half the flask with whiskey.]

I did apologize, but he just got quiet, and said he was tired. I feel like I disappointed my dad and he's been gone forever. It sucks.

And between him and the fact that the last time I talked to John, I said he could tell me straight when I was in the wrong, I don't know if I can handle a competent vampire hunter and a fucking god both being disappointed in me at the same time. [Not to mention Shaw, Sheehan, whoever else. You gotta care to be disappointed, even he knows that and the list is longer than he ever thought it would be.]

That shit's heavier than the rest of it. Well, aside from the fact that a shit ton of people died, and everything else.