[putting it back in his pocket, and glaring at Parrot. When he talks, his tone of voice starts out calm, then it gets progressively louder]
What, you got a wish to waste on it? I sure as fuck don't. What do we do, we get her back to life and just say 'hey, sorry for that whole thing, hope you're fine now'?! Don't give me that crap! And it doesn't even matter anyway! This shouldn't have happened!