Gus resists the urge to whimper. It's one of those times when the need to man up is imparitive to his life and well being.

But, dear lord, he's never had Henry Spencer aim this amount of anger anywhere in his direction. Not even when he busted the power drill trying to break into a secret hiding stash he'd been convinced was under concrete. Really, he should've known better than to listen to Shawn by then. The memory helps Gus gain some grounding. He sighs.

"Look, it's the truth, like it or not."