Perhaps now might not be a good time for that sort of story hour, no. Dennett's already on edge, already stabbed, and a little, well, tense.

Don't make him stab you, friend. It could only end badly. For Dennett.

"I don't want to hurt anyone...I mean, I just...what are we supposed to do? Happily kill each other?!" Because he is having a hard time getting his brain around that. Even here, with the rats and the sinking ship and suddenly this all sounds a great deal more like a metaphor.

"You can't fight sharks! That punching them in the nose thing is a myth!" Dennett has seen Shark Week. He prefers it to be less up close and personal.