“L-listen, Rrrrred, I don’t-t have any reason to help you. And get this straight – ainn’t-t nobbbody ought to be shooooting anybody with myyy gun but me. So I-I taaake offense aaat the short of stature cc-om-ment. You’re not exxx-actly a giant yourself, you know.” Oz paused for a minute to bite his own tongue to double-down on the throbbing pain. “And though I-I haven’t had anyone call me a child in a loooong time, given my boyish good looks... I’ll put that one down as a compliment. So what are you going to dooo, bird boy? I’m guilty. Lock me up.”