Horatio. [His voice is soft, even tender.] Sometimes there isn't a right or wrong way to do things. Sometimes everything you could possibly do is the wrong thing to do, and so is waiting for things to do themselves. It wasn't going to end well no matter what we did, and I suspect the same is true here. But the way things did end, at least you were alive and eventually made it to post-captain. Buckland was humiliated and Bush is doing well for himself. And so am I. [A little smile.] And so will Wellard.