"I'm hoping that we get a better handle on hitting back, then," Jon gripes, stowing his hands in his pockets. "You've seen the hits this town's taken since you got here, and it's been much the same since I've arrived. The closest we've gotten is fighting off a giant crab siege, defeating some star-made animals, and a few other small wins here and there. It all starts to feel a bit inevitable, try as we might."

Chronic pessimist meets chronic pessimist. A few hands-on demon incidents specially crafted to demoralize him later, and unfortunately, it does start to stick.