"Y'know, I accept that you probably are and you can say it about a hundred times if it makes you feel any better, but I'm still gonna hang around and worry 'cause that's what I do for the people I love," she answers simply, then points at the couch. "You're gonna go over there and you're gonna sit down and I'll help you get your shoes off."

And he can protest if he wants, maybe he'll be able to get his shoes off by himself and that's fine, but she isn't about to leave him here alone no matter how much he complains about it.

"Can you see properly?" she asks. "You wanna watch a movie or somethin'? I brought sandwiches, you should probably eat if you think you can stomach it and as long as none of your teeth are broken."