[ Well, it's hopefully not anywhere actually around here close enough to physically fight, or they'd all be in deeper shit than previously thought. His annoyance isn't really at Magnus himself, more at the weight of this seemingly impossible situation - Magnus is predictable, and there's actually something kind of comforting about the fact he desperately wants to just go and try and blast the Storm, or Hunger, or whatever it's called now with some magic and a sword and thinks that might work. ]

You can't! And don't think I'm, uh, trying to neg you or something here, I'm not. I couldn't do it either, it's bigger than both of us, as in Universe Consuming Big and you can't just throw down with that bad boy in a parking lot like we could with every other fool we've faced. I'm kinda getting twisted here because the people who could actually explain this are all stuck in a friggin' Dude Freezer and this is some seriously mind-bending stuff here - literally! It was apparently a concern it could melt my mind remembering it! [He feels himself starting to dip a scoosh into panicky and pauses to collect himself, but he's still clearly getting nervous.] Listen. Uh. We lost? We lost that round - the ref called it. We live to fight another day, I guess, but fighting it isn't gonna just be throwing ourselves at it and dying.