Redhawk Caldera god karen, you can't just ask people why they're white

Grimm's ability to speak clocked out, and she was left flapping her gums uselessly over her shoulder at Jaw's retreating back. It took her a few moments to regain composure and begin work on a witty riposte, but it was slow and ultimately fruitless work - and Jaws was already long gone. Grimm was left alone to walk it off and begin search for a replacement set of metaphorical pants.