[...fine, one more. Gawd, woman, so troublesome. 8|

He dries the fork off quickly and shoves it in a drawer before heading towards the door.]

I should probably let you get back to whatever it was you were doing before I knocked. [One hand starts patting at a pocket of his flak jacket, checking to see if he has Asuma's lighter with him.] I'll be on the roof if you need me.