"Must... get... out... of... bed," Pär muttered. With an effort, he threw back the sheets and struggled to sit up. He groaned. "Hardest... decision... ever."

"No."

"What?"

"No."

"Well, okay, that thing where Churchill had to let an entire English town be bombed because he didn't want to reveal they'd cracked Germany's secret codes..."

"That's right. You and Churchill, man. Making those tough calls. It's the mark of greatness."

He grumbled and hauled himself out of bed.