[Oh good, he doesn't argue. Yes, let her just sort of take handle of the situation.] Right, the faster we get going toward that, the faster we can put all of this behind us.

[She gathers up behind him, plants a hand on his back, and gives a push.

And uh, kind of has to balk.] Good gods, young man, what do you eat? [It's like pushing against a brick wall.]