[ That -- gets her to laugh, a sound barely louder than a breath, and she lifts a hand to rub the back of her neck. ]

Yeah, well. That's just how he is. Can't miss an opportunity to be ... him.

[ ... awwwwwkwaaaaard. She sort of regrets bringing it up. Gently: ]

I ... I'm glad you had it. Sort of, um, moot point now, huh? [ Her laugh is quiet. ]