-Hey. -And how are you this morning?
Freaking out. I said I'd meet you. Where are you?
-Sadly, uh, I can't make it today. -Seriously?
Look, I can't keep finding excuses to leave school.
Don't stress. We'll work something out.
-Talk soon.
He's not coming.
What did he say?
-"We'll work something out." -Ah.
-I think he knows what we're up to. -It wouldn't surprise me.
Bavani is convinced he's got spies everywhere.
I trust every soldier here.
Six more fairies drained. In six different regions of Solaria.
You think he's stalling for time.
Every day out in the world, he's gathering strength.
With more Blood Witches. More magic. He'll be stronger than me soon.
We just have to hope we can stop him before he's stronger than Bloom.
It's the third time he's flaked. I don't get why it's not working.
Maybe because Rosalind is always, like, ten meters away?
Or maybe because he has no real incentive to sit down with you?
And it's always on your turf.
Oh, you're the Dragon Flame, the destroyer of worlds!
Okay, I'm hearing a lot of naysaying. I wanna hear more yea-saying, please.
I just hate seeing Rosalind use you as bait.
Ooh! Unappealing bait. Mortifying.
It was my idea, and I know Sebastian wants to sit down with me.
Look, best case scenario, we capture him.
Worst case, we'll get answers.
Is that the worst case you can think of?
I finished cleaning the bathrooms
and even helped Doris prep for tonight, all before lunch.
I was hoping, once I've had my checkup at the greenhouse,
I could maybe have the afternoon off.
So, you get a break while the students study their magic?
Be grateful you're still here.
Come to my office. I'll find you something to do.
Sebastian stole Musa's magic, and he'll know how to get it back.
That's the only thing that matters.
Looking for this?
Not one to be nosy, but I'm fairly certain this is a Solarian seal.
It's from the royal archives.
I, uh, wrote to my mum a couple of days ago
asking for forgiveness and a favor.
Looks like it worked.
I'm intrigued.
Seriously? I'm an orphaned, magicless fairy
relegated to chore duties to stay at this school.
A little secret might brighten my day.
I will text you later. I promise.
-We can trust her, you know? -She's Beatrix.
-You trust Rosalind. -You both have terrible judgment.
Except Rosalind has literally been on our side since day one.
I know you love dunking on me for being close with her,
but if I weren't, do you two think Musa would be able to stay at this school?
Are those absolutely necessary?
Yeah. These scraper scars are so small, I can barely see them.
Whoever treated you was a master.
Or mistress. No, that sounded wrong.
You've done a lovely job, Terra..
-Flora and I were just talking about it -Yeah.
-Oh. Hi, boys. What can we do for you? -We are out of willow bark at the Bastion.
Oh, yeah, sorry. Flora's hogging all the herbs.
She's testing a remedy for Blood Witch mind control.
I just hate the idea they can take over someone's body, their agency.
-She's a free spirit, folks. -Yes, this much I know.
Bleurgh! Can you not, in front of me?
There is nothing to not, Terra.
I already told you, we're just friends, not soulmates.
Speaking of, how are things on love island?
Uh…
Not the reaction I was expecting. I heard there was an epic kiss.
And then epic silence. Apparently, she's got some project.
-Aisha gets tunnel vision sometimes. -We'll tell her you're outside the tunnel.
Now, if you'll excuse us, Musa's got some magic rehab exercises to do.
Uh, actually, Silva was asking for Musa.
He needs another debrief about what happened at the lodge.
Okay.
You haven't told anyone what I told you, right?
No, of course not, Terra.
It's for you to tell, whenever you're ready.
What does Silva need?
Nothing. I just thought you could use a save.
I've seen you in there every day doing some, like, breathing exercises.
She got you doing yoga shit.
She calls it "Terra-robics." She thinks I can down-dog my powers back.
Well, thanks. Uh, that's twice.
I never got to thank you for bringing me back to the school.
I can barely remember anything.
Uh, yeah, you were out cold.
I chucked you over my shoulder and got the fuck out.
You chucked me?
Sorry. I'll be more delicate next time I'm saving your ass from fucking monsters.
Anyway, I've gotta train.
Let me know if you need another save.
Actually, can I come?
I'm meant to check in with Rosalind,
but if I can convince her that I'm helping the Specialists…
Nice. Yeah, you can help me spar.
Okay.
How was training today?
I bailed.
I wasn't really in the mood.
Well maybe it's not a bad idea to stay active.
Keep your mind off things.
Silva told me the sting was a bust this morning.
That sucks.
Yeah.
I think I have to offer Sebastian something,
like a bribe.
-What could you offer? -Mm. Uh.
Other than the ability to annihilate the Otherworld,
maybe… cool shoes?
What about the book?
The Blood Witch book. Remember? You went to my house to get the text.
-Yes.
-Of course I remember that day.
Because of the mission.
The only memorable thing that happened that day.
-Mm.
-I guess the fire was a close second.
-Seriously?
Why? Did something else happen between us?
I… Honestly, I can't remember.
Mm-hmm.
That seems… seems familiar.
-You might have to jog my memory more. -Mm. Mm-hmm.
You can't keep ignoring what happened to Andreas by focusing on me.
-Are you sure?
I've gotta run.
Guard duty.
Text you later, okay?
-How's he doing? -Not fine.
No matter how much he pretends.
Does Grey do that? The whole "I'm fine" act.
Honestly, I'm probably more closed off than he is.
Where's he been lately?
We just have too much important stuff to handle.
Sebastian. Musa.
I have to refocus.
Well, Sky has a suggestion on that front.
I'm gonna offer Sebastian the Blood Witch book.
Or, hear me out,
you don't sit down with a diabolical Blood Witch
and give him a book that obviously contains evil secrets,
and we get Musa's magic back ourselves.
Wanna see something cool?
-It's a convergence crystal. -Okay.
You act like I come from a place where that doesn't sound ridiculous.
It lets fairies combine magic. It's a relic. Super rare.
Perks of being suitemates with a princess.
Here's the theory. Fairy magic is like a battery.
Scrapers drain us till the battery's dead, but a dead battery is still a battery.
Musa is still a fairy. We just need to… jump-start her.
Is it dangerous?
To be honest, yes, but no more than your plan.
-My plan only puts me in danger, so-- -I messed up at the pub, Bloom.
I was off with Grey, and left you dealing with everyone by yourself.
But I'm back now. I got this.
I don't want you mixed up with Sebastian.
I know how he tried to get under your skin.
He has other tricks up his sleeve.
Please! Please! Please! Please! Andreas, don't!
Do what you have to. Do what you have to.
I'm sorry.
Go back to your fucking dorm.
It's00 a.m.
Look, guys, come on.
It's not funny.
It's a beautiful stone.
It just arrived.
From a quarry in Eraklyon near where he grew up.
It's simple,
but "miserable, sentimental fuckwit" wouldn't fit.
He would've thought that was funny.
You really cared about him.
-You seem surprised.
I guess I just thought you'd have a Rosalind-style outlook on death.
-Something cold and unemotional. -You'd think.
I've buried a lot of friends in my life.
I can get over deaths that serve a greater purpose,
but something like this?
It's just shit.
I'm sorry.
-If you wanna skip training this morning-- -No.
I need you in top form.
Sebastian has already taken one person I care about.
I won't let him take another.
-Stella, you're not pulling. -Terra, they'll be here soon.
Redecorating?
Sorry. We needed a bit more space for Musa's convergence ceremony.
My con-what ceremony?
Actually, before we, um…
…before we start that,
uh, we haven't all been in the same room for a few days.
Now that we are, I've got an announcement.
It's nothing bad or weird.
I mean, maybe it is weird. I don't think it's weird.
Uh, also, like, it's, um… it's not a big deal.
It is a big deal to me, but I don't need a celebration or a cake.
Not that you'd get a cake. Um…
Uh
So, um…
I'm gay.
There's a part of me that's always known that I was gay,
and now I'm sharing that part of me with you.
Uh, so kindly adjust your perceptions of me accordingly.
Uh… cool, okay, so, um, I need to move this carpet,
so if someone could give me a hand that'd be really good.
Terra.
Oh.
This is really nice, actually.
I suppose, you know, this means we're your official wing-women now.
Yeah, we're gonna snag you a lady.
Oh, snagging a lady's a heteronormative paradigm I'm not certain I ascribe to.
Really? I'm sure you already have your eye on someone.
Do we know her?
-Who? -We need popcorn.
-Do we know her? -I will need approval.
We're forgetting why we're here. This isn't a coming-out party.
This is a Musa-and-her-magic party, so let's all maybe just start on that.
A Musa-and-her-what party? Uh… can…
Can we just track back? What's… what's the party for me?
Well, this carpet isn't gonna move itself.
Got it. Yeah, course.
-Yes?
Sky, how are you?
-A little tired from my night shift, but-- -Clearly.
Saul put you on guard duty because he said we could trust you.
Well, you can trust me. So, what's going on?
We think somebody may have broken into the East Wing last night.
My office door was jimmied and files were out of place.
Files that contained troop movements and asset lists.
Information the Blood Witches would kill for.
Only they didn't need to kill.
They just needed to sneak past our loyal but sleepy guard.
You think a Blood Witch broke into the East Wing?
Yes. It appears we have a mole. What did you see last night?
I didn't see anything, I swear.
Mm.
Love to take your word for it, but--
Rosalind, if he says he didn't see anything,
he didn't see anything.
Thank you, Sky. You're dismissed.
Not looking a gift horse in the mouth or anything, but…
…how dangerous do you expect this little exercise to be?
I won't sugarcoat this.
We're mainlining raw magic here, so, yeah, it's risky, but…
I have faith in us.
Let's do this.
Oh!
Fair warning. I am trying something new. Bit of mineral magic, so no judgment.
All right. Now, let's do this.
All right, everyone. Now pull it in.
Okay, Musa.
Open yourself up to magic, like normal.
The rest of us, open yourselves up to Musa.
Should I be feeling something?
Yeah.
Is everyone focusing?
-Mm! -Mm-hmm.
Try again.
Nope. Still nothing.
I think, maybe, we don't have quite enough power.
The Dragon Flame?
Are you sure?
-Only if you can control it. -I can.
Everybody ready?
Okay.
Okay, Musa, let's try again.
It's working, right?
Something's working. I can feel my magic. It's powerful.
Same. I've never felt like this.
Ready? I'm gonna give it one more little push.
Hang on.
-Musa, we're so close. We can do this. -Hang on.
Just concentrate, Musa. I promise.
I said stop!
What happened?
-It wasn't working. -It was working.
Musa! What's wrong?
-Why are you still holding onto magic? -I'm not.
-Bloom, are you? -No.
Oh. Okay.
Good. Bit worried there.
-I'm gonna find Musa.
It was a good idea, Aisha. It was.
Can I text Sebastian now?
I'll get information about Musa and I'll come home. Promise.
How will you get that book without Rosalind knowing?
Stella thinks we can trust Beatrix now. I guess we'll find out.
Hello, this is Beatrix from the Alfea college.
We're updating our records
and want to confirm Luke's birthday and home address.
Kill me now.
Lovely. Thank you.
Rosalind's on mole patrol,
so I'm double-checking the records of every student at Alfea.
I've made a hundred phone calls so far. Only a hundred to go.
Sounds dreadful.
-Shall I help? -What do you want?
Just… shut up and move over.
It's poetic.
Last year, I was the one everyone was concerned about.
I was powerful. People were scared of me.
Now I'm groveling at Rosalind's feet for menial tasks just to stay involved.
You know it doesn't hurt to play the game.
You should see the letter I wrote to my mum.
I wish it had been as dignified as groveling.
I thought you said that letter was for that little package Aisha wanted.
Yeah, I mean, it was mostly, but…
…I don't know.
Maybe I'm just sick of being frozen out.
Being a good little princess is the one tactic I haven't tried yet.
Somebody misses her privilege.
Okay, um, so… I do have a favor to ask.
Do you still have access to Rosalind's office?
Once Beatrix has updated the electronic records,
I can then cross-reference them with the admissions paperwork.
A good plan.
Yes, which is why this seems a bit excessive.
The moment we start asking questions, our mole will break cover and run.
I'm just ensuring they don't get very far.
I fear we will alarm the students, Rosalind.
You're full of opinions, Saul.
I speak my mind. I am not Andreas.
And I'm not Farah.
If you want to make yourself useful, go and find that delinquent you raised.
See if you can get some information out of his head about the break in.
If you don't, I will.
I just hope that when I finish, he can still form sentences.
No promises.
May I help you?
Stella has class.
I'm bringing the book out to Bloom.
-Do you have it? -Strange.
I thought you'd apologize for killing my dad.
He was my dad, Beatrix.
And he was gonna kill Silva.
I had no choice.
And you know I had no choice.
And because of that, everyone else is gonna let you off the hook.
I won't.
Beatrix actually came through. Maybe she has changed.
I wouldn't count on it.
Why'd you ask Sebastian to meet in the First World?
He seems to like it, given his whole vibe.
I should go.
Yeah.
-I'll text you when…
It's solid.
Well, it's a good thing we got that kiss in.
Bloom, I'll support you no matter what you do, but--
-You don't want me to go. -I didn't say that--
You didn't say anything. The one benefit of you never talking about your problems.
I'm stronger than him, Sky.
I'm much stronger.
You have nothing to worry about.
You know why I don't talk about all my problems with you, Bloom?
It's 'cause you're the solution.
I got this.
I promise.
Don't be so weak.
One, you're a girl, so I'm not gonna go all out.
Misogynistic.
Ow!
Two, cool moves aside, you're not a Specialist
You could get hurt.
Bit more valid.
Three, there's something else behind this aggression.
I'm not sure what it is.
Musa, there you are.
Never mind.
I know what it is.
This is weird. Riven, can you give us a moment?
What are you…
I don't have anything else to say.
Okay. Well, I do.
I'm tired of talking, and trying, and Terra-robics. I'm done.
We've had one setback. You can't just give up.
I'm happy you're living your truth.
It doesn't make you the expert on everyone else's.
So, can you please just mind your own business?
Not about this, no.
So you can whine and call me overbearing and annoying,
but I'm not gonna stop.
Not until you get your magic back. Musa!
-What the hell? -Oi, Terra. This seems a bit much.
No, I… I didn't do it on purpose. There's something wrong with my magic.
It's a side effect of the ceremony.
Because we didn't complete it,
our magic is still connected to the crystal.
We're basically low-key channeling, constantly.
Yeah, you're right. I feel it. It's right there.
Makes sense why Terra lost control. So, what do we do?
-Well, I--
What?
Grey, sorry.
I didn't think…
I'd just pop over unannounced like a creeper, yeah. My bad.
Um, I kinda need to talk to you.
Can we go somewhere a little more private?
Actually, no, we can't. Not now.
I'm sorry. I'll text you later, though.
Did I fuck up?
Oh, God no, Grey.
We just have a few crises here and…
I promise, you're fine.
Please just come and find me when you can, yeah?
I will.
What was that?
The solution to one of our crises. Thanks for that.
If you let him in a bit more,
he'll understand why you need to shut him out.
-Boyfriend 101. -Grey will be fine, and we will be too.
Here. Channel your magic.
-How do you feel? -Normal.
Exactly. We just have to discharge our magic into the crystal.
-So it's sorted. -Not yet. I have to call Bloom.
Coffee? Something to eat?
Yeah. I ordered a chicken-fried steak.
What the fuck is a chicken-fried steak?
Thank you.
When I said let's meet in the First World,
I assumed you'd choose some place that's more, uh, clandestine,
like an underground parking garage.
Boring.
No, I love First World kitsch.
Can't get more First World kitsch than an American diner.
Also, uh…
I've got trust issues.
-What are you doing? -You should hate me, Bloom.
I stole your friend's magic, I made your boyfriend kill his dad,
I am a scourge to fairykind, yet here you are.
Make that make sense.
I do hate you.
I wish you were rotting in a Solarian prison for life.
I sure hope for everyone's sake there's a "but" coming.
I'm pretty sure you're the only one who can get my friend's magic back.
And what's that worth to you?
Creepy old book for a lifetime of magic.
Wonder who's getting the raw end of that deal.
You can't get it back, can you?
Hm?
Counteroffer. Give me the book and I'll tell you how.
Knowledge for knowledge. Seem fair?
I will say this.
Of all the information I have, that is probably the least interesting.
I know a lot of shit, Bloom.
A lot of shit about you.
Sure you don't wanna know that instead?
Tell me how to get her magic back.
Selfless.
I'm impressed.
Funny thing is
all your answers are in here.
You can read it?
Of course.
Oh, right, yeah. I pretended I couldn't.
That was fun.
No, this is actually my dad's book.
Well, it was, before he died.
He used to collect Blood Witch relics.
We had so much cool shit around the house.
Shame it got vaporized.
-You're from Aster Dell. -I am.
It's how I know about you.
My dad was obsessed with the Dragon Flame.
But that's not what we're talking about. No, we're talking about Musa's magic.
Two ways to get it back.
Option one, reverse the process.
Basically, get a scraper to take it from me
and give it back to her.
It'd take a lot for me to agree to that.
Option two.
Kill me.
Then everyone gets their magic back.
Why does that feel like information you wouldn't want me to have?
We had a deal.
Also…
are you really willing to kill me, Bloom?
Seems we're at an impasse, then.
Pleasure doing business with you.
Anything else?
No, that's it.
-Do not sit down with him. -Too late. I already did.
Oh. And?
Well, he told me how to get Musa's magic back.
Either he gives it back or we kill him.
Not ideal.
But at least we know.
Are you on your way back?
I wonder if there's something else I can give him.
Your magic is supercharged right now.
What?
The convergence ceremony messed with it. It happened to all of us.
Get back here and discharge it so you don't lose control.
I was just in there, Aisha. I'm fine.
-I can handle my magic. -Just come home, please.
I'm fine. Promise.
We've got a problem.
Let's take a walk.
Uh… I'll get the bill.
You were drunk, weren't you?
Last night.
That's why you don't remember.
Apparently, Grey found me passed out in the East Wing.
So, are you gonna lecture me?
No.
You know, when I thought I'd killed Andreas,
I got drunk for two years straight.
Yeah.
You were just a baby then.
But then you got older, and I realized I had a job to do.
I'm still here, Sky. Still trying to do that job.
Look, I can't train.
-Every time I pick up my sword, I am-- -Back there. I know.
It will pass.
It's gonna take time and it's not gonna to be easy,
but when you need to fight, you will fight.
-You'll push through. It's what we do.
I was so, so nearly there with Andreas.
I thought there'd be…
some kind of redemption.
I might have a future with him.
You see, that's your problem.
You try to predict your future.
We're soldiers, Sky.
-We don't get to do that.
I'm sorry, Silva. That's fucked up.
Yes, life's fucked up. And guess what? It doesn't give a shit about your plans.
But if you can come to terms with that, you become unshakable.
All the great fighters are unshakable, Sky.
So, I just… go through life in a constant state of uncertainty?
Readiness.
You see, that may work for you.
I'm not sure that's the life I wanna live.
Oi! Get a bloody room.
Fuck off, Craig.
They hate us, don't they?
Well, of course they do.
We're sitting in the middle of the track. It's obnoxious.
What?
It's just that I can see that they hate us,
but you have no idea how nice it is that I can't hear it.
Terra is on her way back.
She's not kidding, you know. She won't stop until you get it back.
What am I supposed to do about it?
Tell her the truth.
-What do you mean? -Come on, Musa.
I know what happened.
I lied before.
You weren't unconscious.
I got there a few seconds before you were attacked.
I saw you come out.
I saw you… give it up.
Look, I would've stopped you, but I got attacked myself,
and by the time I fought them off, it was over.
You have no idea how hard it's been.
-My whole life, I've-- -Of course I don't.
Nobody does.
Your life is your life.
You can live it how you want.
Fuck everybody else.
The thing is
I'm pretty sure people will understand that.
I don't know if they will.
-Ready for extraction? -Don't tell anyone.
We'd better hurry. Got a bit of a situation with Bloom.
They're in the First World. I just don't know where.
-And what would you like me to do? -Find her.
Stop her, maybe.
Probably a bit late for that, don't you think?
Well, we have to try. If she loses her temper, she could--
She'll kill him, yes.
-The Otherworld will be a better place. -You want her to lose control.
Did you think Beatrix could take something from my office without my knowing?
Or would?
Of course she told you.
The convergence crystal was a good idea.
If Bloom keeps her cool, I'll give that pathway a look.
But something tells me I won't need to.
Bloom isn't a killer.
I suppose we'll see about that.
Less kitschy. More ominous.
The question is, for whom?
You or me?
I don't wanna play games anymore.
Does that mean we're, uh, dropping
the whole "I want my friend's magic back" bit?
Is that the only way they'd let you come?
If, uh, you pretended this was about her?
Oh. Relax. I mean, I'm not saying you don't care, but…
we're all selfish, Bloom.
You wanna know about you.
And I could tell you.
What do you want?
For the great mystery?
The holy grail?
Easy.
The Dragon Flame.
Give it to me, and I'll tell you where you came from.
Plus, I won't need any other magic, so I can give the rest back.
Wins all round.
And what would you do with it?
Right the wrongs of Aster Dell.
But I'm not gonna, like, kill all fairies or…
…destroy the Otherworld.
I have zero interest in using the Dragon Flame to start a war.
That is Rosalind's thing.
Rosalind doesn't want a war.
That is all she has ever wanted.
My dad was the same way too.
Fucked-up peas in a pod.
-They knew each other? -Opposite sides, of course.
Zealots obsessed with an ancient war.
The Dragon Flame was the trump card.
You were the trump card.
And unfortunately for every single family in Aster Dell,
my dad found you first,
he brought you home and…
you know the rest.
You mean your dad kidnapped me?
No, I didn't misspeak. He didn't kidnap you.
He found you, Bloom.
And what does that mean, Sebastian?
Where did he find me?
Okay, I'm sorry, the deal was
you give me the Dragon Flame, I give you your answers.
Last chance.
It's never gonna happen.
Fair enough.
But I'd hate for you to go away empty-handed,
so I will leave you with one juicy nugget.
Not the secret you want. The secret you need.
Remember when I told you I'd figure out what happened to Dowling?
She's dead.
Rosalind killed her.
What?
Unexpected.
The info, not the action.
The action is very Rosalind.
-That's not possible. -Really?
-You don't think so? -No.
In the back of your mind,
you can't imagine that exact thing happening?
You can dig her up if you'd like.
She's buried in the graveyard,
been there all year while you and Rosalind were becoming besties.
Sorry about that.
Should have stuck with me.
Luke, what's up, man?
I know this seems a little bit sketch, but, um, I really need a favor.
I've got some weird family situation,
and, um, I know that Rosalind sealed the barriers,
but I gotta get out of here.
Is there any way past?
Not that I know of.
Don't worry.
I knew it was a long shot anyway, but thank you, yeah?
You told us to call if anybody tried to get past the barrier.
What is it?
And I'm just confirming our instructions.
-And? So we're all good.
I trusted you.
-I cannot believe you told Rosalind. -You said it. You have to play the game.
-Don't. This is not the same.
You're right. It's not.
If you don't play the game, mummy doesn't talk to you.
If I don't, Rosalind kicks me out. Do you know where I go then? No?
Me fucking neither.
-Beatrix-- -I have nothing, Stella.
Nothing and nobody.
So do not be surprised when I do whatever it takes to survive from here on.
Aisha, hey. Um, did Bloom call?
Yeah. Rosalind killed Dowling.
-How did she sound when you talked to her? -On edge.
I told her she had to come to us first, that we had to discharge her magic
and we'd figure out what to do about Rosalind, but…
But what?
Rosalind said she's gonna meet Bloom at the portal.
Rosalind.
I take it you knew where I was.
-Your friends told me. -Mm.
Glad to see you're in one piece.
Were you worried?
Not for a second.
Mm.
Is our friend, the Blood Witch, in one piece as well?
He is, yeah.
I'm impressed with your restraint.
Well, it's not easy sometimes, so…
Sorry I didn't tell you where I was going.
It was the savvy move. He might have sensed something.
Then the game would've been up.
How did it go?
I think he really believes that I'll turn on you.
Good. Good.
My worry was you wouldn't be convincing, but it seems I taught you well.
You're more like me than I thought.
Does that bother you for some reason?
That we might be similar?
You seem different.
Why is that?
Did Sebastian tell you something that's upset you?
About me?
Was it here?
Did you kill her here?
A little to your right.
You're a monster!
Oh, grow up.
It hurts! It hurts!
-I wanted to do this together.
Plan A was glorious.
Just the two of us powerful fairies side by side.
An example to the Otherworld.
I'm nothing like you.
You're right.
So Plan B will be a little different.
Did you realize, if you're in suspension,
I can still channel the Dragon Flame from you?
Everything I wanted to do together,
I can do alone.
The uncomfortable truth is,
if you really want to change the world for the better,
you have to be capable of anything.
Sad you haven't got it in you.
If you feel any better, Farah was weak too.
On second thoughts,
maybe I was wrong.
Bloom, what did you do?
I lost control.