I know. [And whump, he lets go of the wood and adjusts it over the house's walls.]

I don't expect her to live long. [One hand keeps it in place, while his other goes for the hammer and sticks a couple nails into his teeth. It makes it hard to speak around them, and his next statement comes off as a near-mumble.]

But, it felt wrong to let her die in the petting zoo. She was someone's pet, so...