"Incredibly," he confirms, though he's not thinking of vocal argument. "Temperamental, contrary, horrendously expensive. Thank you." This last refers to the sangria. He pours a glass and settles back.

"Believe me, I'm glad to be here. Until you came by all I had to look forward to was a few hours of chasing skeevers and trying to stop this armor squeaking." That's not true, but he doesn't even notice, busy pulling a glum face to emphasize his point. He lifts his glass in salute before sipping.