She peers at him seriously for a good long minute before she nods.

"Good."

She gently brushes at what's left of his tears, lips twitching into a tiny smile to match his.

"We do have more to talk about," she nods seriously, considering his offer. "Why don't I help you here, then we can go wherever you like to finish this?"

He should already know from times past that he can't dissuade her from helping him, so she's already unbuttoning her long jacket before he has a chance to say a word.

That bare smile grows just a bit.

"Besides, it will afford me the opportunity to make sure you're not overfeeding your stock too much."