 I mean, this is not, I used to walk to school 50 miles, uphill both ways, in a driving snowstorm. No, this is, kids are so afraid of seeing a bone they'll wet their pants. Like any bone, anybody's bone. A 10,000-year-old bone of some humanoid. Or 5 million years, what? It's all right. I remember hearing this sort of thing around, like, Shakespeare stuff in college, that they'd have a trigger warning, Romeo and Juliet contains suicide.