[ He smiles, looking a little melancholy despite his best efforts, but that's not unusual for him. He's kind of got one of those faces. Also, one of those lives. ]

Haven't gotten all the sense knocked out of me just yet. Not for anyone's lack of trying, though. [ He taps his knuckles to his temple. You can fit so many head injuries in this bad boy - ] Sure you don't want that cup of tea now? Happy to stop bothering you about it after this, but the offer's still on the table.