[ The fireworks are very clever, and Harold immediately has about ten further ideas for things he can engineer to defend himself from the shadows in the future. He wonders if sources of light would affect them... something worth testing.

But not right now; his eyes are wide and panicked behind his glasses. ]

If that's an offer to get out of here, I accept with alacrity, [ Harold answers tightly, voice a little high. ] I hardly think I'm in a position to evince skepticism.