"Hopefully this means she doesn't throw herself down the hill." North can get behind Big Impressive Gestures, when there's even a semblance of a point to them. But buying a fresh coat of bruises and risking bashing your head open on a rock when there's nothing close to a need for it? That's idiotic. And their friend here (whose height and face still has North's spine prickling adrenaline-ready and his trigger finger itchy, even though he intellectually knows he couldn't possibly be sitting an arm's length from an Elite picking holes in the plot of a romance-adventure film) - he has a good point.

"I mean, you're right. Even if he used to be Westley, he isn't anymore."