Don’t flatter yourself… or on second thought, do go on. Who am I to take something from you if it pleases you so?

[Thin eyebrows lift in a look of smug incredulity as he is lead towards the floor, and he offers resistance without looking too awkward about it.]

Worry not-- [Digging in his nails slightly.] -- I don't believe we shall have anyone scolding our tardiness most severely.