Gaunt looked down, rubbing his eyes.

"The point I am trying to make," he said as patiently as he could. "Is that I very much doubt that our group was culled together completely randomly. This isn't about 'Rah-Rah Teamwork!' or 'The power of friendship!' or whatever goodie-goodie cliche. You're angry about having to work with others? I'll have you know this hasn't been much to my liking either. I'm sick of nearly drowning. I'm sick of everyone we meet speaking in vague f***ing riddles!"

He pulled the now ruined magazines out of his pocket and began shredding them somewhat violently and threw the pieces on the ground.

"I'm sick of nearly everything I try to salvage getting almost instantly ruined! I'm sick of. Everything. Trying. To. Kill. Me." He finished through gritted teeth.

He paused for a moment took a few deep breaths. He put every bit of his supernatural charm into his words and continued on much more calmly. As cathartic as this was, he HAD to placate her somehow.

"However... I am now convinced that it's going to take the combined effort of all of our group, or at least most of them. This battle here now. I doubt very much it would have went well for any of us alone and even with our small group it was an uphill struggle."

Gaunt gestured to where she was keeping Professor Vengeance's hat.

"And I don't think you're as unagreeable as you'd like to make yourself out to be. As low as your opinion of Mr. Vengeance seems to be, you haven't discarded that or tried to pass it off to someone else. You realize there are more important things going on right now than personal comfort. That's why you didn't fly off solo at the first opportunity. That's why you'll hold onto that hat until Vengeance comes to claim it. That's why you didn't leave me to rot in that psychic stronghold."

Gaunt pointed at the face of his countdown watch.

"We only have to keep things together long enough to figure things out before this counts down to zero. If we can figure this out and stop this Armageddon from happening then we actually have a chance of getting back to our normal existences. The time isn't very long. It's a small price to pay all things considered, wouldn't you say?"

Gaunt smiled blandly.

"Now you'll do what you want, I know I certainly can't stop you. But if you insist on letting your personal feelings rule your actions, then you may as well take my harpoon or your knife, pick a spot, and start carving, because at that point I know it's the end of the ride anyway."