He huffs a sigh through his nose. Okay, he'll drop it. And he's well aware he took an emotional pot shot and the outcome wasn't what he'd hoped.

"I'm sorry. You're being kind and patient and I'm being petulant in return. I'm just...very bad about letting go of a slight or a grudge." Very, very, very bad. The absolute worst. He will fume on things for years. It's what keeps him so spry in his advanced age.