His eyes snap open and he looks out the window, as if he's going to see something, but obviously, of course, it's still raining.
Hope is already lifting in him. Twelve days to ruin the world, last time, one day this time and it was just a regular storm. That doesn't sound like a hundred and fifty million people are going to die.
"Can you - go get confirmation, and come back to me," Keltham says.