"I know," Lea said. "Like I said, I don't want you to run, necessarily, I just want you to think instead of just.... doing stuff like charging at a crazy shape-shifting monster with nothing but a kitchen knife. Which I know is easier said than done, but..." He sighed a bit. "Just... try not to give Vexen a heart attack, OK? He's only got part of one to work with right now as it is."