
I fall a little more in love with Duck every episode.
[Image description: a black and white comic of Minerva and Duck while he is attempting to suture Billy.
Duck: I am not gonna kill an unarmed, unconscious creature in cold blood! I’m not gonna do it. Especially when I don’t know what its intent is.
Minerva: Your job is not to befriend your foe Duck Newton- it is to vanquish them! It is to leave them no quarter- no hope to which to cling! Your calling is to paint your besieged homeland in the blood of those who would seek your world destroyed. Now strike, Duck Newton!
Duck: Now listen t’me. I’m gonna save this weird goat… And then I’m gonna try to teach it English or some shit. And I can figure out what’s goin’ on here. If you continue to push me to kill this thing, I will walk away from all ‘a this. And if you need evidence that I am not kidding with you- look at the past fuckin’ twenty years, Minerva. I’m gonna do this on my own terms. Now, unless you can hold a thread- I would ask that you leave me the fuck alone and
Let. Me. Sew.]