Howard goes down the line with his fingers, pointing at Bunny, Shawn, Sam, Katherine and finally Jack in turn. "Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you. Also you, and especially you. You think this is a tantrum? You think this fear is little? You've just mentioned that possibly the entire universe is at risk, you're shadowpuppeting up the illusion of choice for us like we're too fucking stupid to see what's going on, you're treating us with kid gloves and you've got the information advantage here, and now you're threatening us with the idea that we could get sent home at any point, just to keep us on our toes. Take a fucking look at me, asshole. Do you think that's a 'little' fear for me?"

Well, yes, it is a tantrum, but not like Howard's going to admit that. Instead he reaches down, throws open the picked door to the battery compartment, rips a piece out, then shoves the food cart over. It...isn't quite as dramatic as he'd like. It kind of just tips, wobbles for a bit, then flumps over in a pile of fallen leaves like a dead fish, with a pretty wussy crash.

Whatever.

Howard rounds on Zac instead now. "And oh, I'm sorry, am I hurting the poor widdle myth's feelings? Because if this is what you consider them being 'down', we're up shit creek when things really get bad. How about you talk when people actually care what you have to say, Oogie Boogie?"

Thank God Nico's got a brain in her head, even though she's way too gung-ho to like, be proactive and stuff. Almost unconsciously, he takes a step towards her, as if standing with her in solidarity.