Yeah, like she was going to believe that. But she would let go now, at least. This time.

"Alright. If you say so."

She glanced away, arms crossed. Come on, there had to be something she could do that wouldn't just make things worse... right? HAHA no.

"Do you... ah... need any help with some sort of repairs? I'm not very good at that, but there must be something... Passing you tools, keeping Boney out of the way, that sort of thing perhaps..." Mumbling was so unbecoming.