Finn: ...I...was deceased... I was... *sniffles* ... *looks back to the child* ...Oh thank everything, you aren't AWFUL... *pauses* ...WHOM DO YOU TAKE ME FOR- IT'S A BABY? A FETUS? I could step on him if I so wished - with my LEGS, which now WORK AGAIN because they are REATTACHED TO MY BODY - *pauses, having a bit of a moment* ^They... they ripped them off... right off... I was-^ *nervously glances around at all of the people before clearing his throat and going Right Back to being loud* - and yet HERE I AM, restraining myself? Small child, you are safe and free in this realm of nonexistence unless this is Hell in which case I question whatever you have done to end up here. Amen.