"We'll get through this. Do the work. Make it right." Then the beach. Wash in the sun, Carolina on the porch. Him in a hammock and nothing else. No more fighting. No more war. Just. One last push through whatever Hargrove is doing and they can be done.

But they have to be thorough. Crush him here, advance to the next line of defense. And then ext. And the next. It'll take awhile.