Reasserting their past experiences is like tossing a log on the fire. Suggesting a direction, especially a crazy one ... now that's just pouring lighter fluid directly on top. He stands so abruptly that he has to brace himself against the mandle to keep from tumbling into the more literal fire next to him.

Screw being bound to find a way. He's going to find the way his own goddamn self, and maybe before everything goes to shit. Or before spits out forty copies of The Komarr Report, which would be terrible for different reasons.

"You'd know it if you saw it, right?" he says, a little breathless. "Or something like it." Now he's got the feverish glint in his eyes.