“You’ve a good heart,” she told him. “Sometimes that’s enough to see you safe wherever you go.” Then she… — Neil Gaiman

Unimpressed was his default state.

He had gone beyond the world of metaphor and simile into the place of things that are, and it was changing him.

“I have always felt,” he said, “that violence was the last refuge of the incompetent, and empty threats the final sanctuary of the terminally inept.”