"Huh."

That's something to remember.

"Good then. I'd hate to have put you to any trouble."

His smile's grown warm, genuine, and he steps over to the table and holds out one hand towards one of the chairs, waiting for her to sit first.

"Let's sit down then, and you can tell me about saving the universe with a screwdriver and a box."

It doesn't sound serious, not at all.

But she had when she'd said it.