(Not unless you want to add buckets to your accessories, no.)

"I'm keeping my promise," he says mildly (accidental empathy aside). "Not that I read your mind to find that out, but I can tell by now. Psychology. And," he says with a conceding head tilt, "I recognise that look pretty well by now."

It's followed by a little shrug, as if the odd, panicked look that the few people he's close to give him is no big deal. Because it isn't, honest.