Someone else would have described it as taking it too far.

Lucky enough for that person, he or she was not unfortunate to say that around me. I might have fed him or her to the scaled beasts in the glass tanks surrounding me as a gift to the men I was about to hire. I wasn't sure how they did it, sitting entirely unafraid and not even a little jumpy, in a small room almost entirely surrounded with crocodiles swimming in glass tanks they could smash with their tails. But they made it work. And it was working like hell, in those moments. It was all I could do...