"Oh how I wish I could," Henry laughed, tilting his head up to look at the sky. "Believe me, I've seriously considered punching some of them. Of course that would end up on the evening news and every reporter in the world would be offended on behalf of the one I hit, and then I'd get crucified." There was a momentary flinch when he said that, as he remembered some of Reika's memories. "Let's not use that phrase for a little while."
He chuckled and shook his head. "Don't worry, Dean. Even if I hadn't figured it out, I'm not the type that can just take Mr. Razor for a walk down the street."