[ Throwing his arms wide, Tim gives shrugs with more sarcasm than should be possible for such a non-response. ]

I don’t know! I don’t always have the answers, but nobody pays to me anyway so you guys never notice. I could do a full length TED talk on stupid boys that don’t listen and the ending would be in conclusion nothing I’ve said matters because my audience is them.

[ And, even if she’s not a stupid boy, she’s included in this them, somehow. ]

And I just keep chasing after everyone trying to clean up their mess. You know what I gave Bruce for Christmas last year? A custom-built auto-suturing device.

[ There’s a huff of breath that’s like one choked off chuckle. ]

Totally normal. I can’t talk people out of being dumbasses. I try to plan for when it goes kablooey, and then Kon explodes on me. He’s probably halfway to Central City to chain himself to the guild headquarters in protest to get back at me. Meanwhile I’m stuck in Kansas, and I lost my bottle.

[ He crosses his arms across his chest, satisfied he’s made his point. ]