It wasn't...maybe other people wouldn't have noticed it. But there was a point when I usually would've stopped and thought things through. And I didn't. I followed my emotional core, something I almost never do without making a- a somewhat rational decision first. I wasn't...stepping forward with clear eyes. I just wanted to make them stop, and...I wanted to do it with my hands.

[ He's probably not going to get the horrified look from Shaw that Alana had given him on a few occasions, but the hesitation is there anyway. ]