He's entitled alright. That BS nonsense triggered my mom smack down reflex pretty hard. Poor Urchling heard all about it for a solid half hour, much like how everytime I pass an addict that makes me pity his mother she gets the "I don't care if I'm withering away in a nursing home or molding away underground, if you E v E r pull a stunt like that I will find you and whoop you. Ends of the Earth Sunshine. It'll happen. Mark my words."