This is hot bullshit! The Helena I know would never hesitate to tell you how awful Christmas is, for a series of reason I neither agree with or care about, but she wouldn't ruin it for anyone else—or kill me!

[kaz wriggles like an angry raccoon, trying his damndest to slip out of the festive bonds. at one point, he reaches for the bow with his mouth, trying to bite the ribbon and untie it.]

Come on Estelle! Put your teeth into it!