Ah... so my choices were a rat in the face or rat guts on my shirt.

[ Stellar choices, thank you blessed Okuni. He says this in the tone of a person who doesn't actually expect their conversation partner to be remotely sorry (he doesn't really care anymore, let's be real), and only heaves one last long sigh before regrouping. ]

Anyway, the problem is fixed, so I can't complain...? Why do I feel so defeated... But, thank you.