“It’s been so long since I had the chance to have a proper one, and I am not putting up with yours nor Jacques’ bul—” He caught himself, considering he was now effectively cosplaying as a bull man, “lovers’ spats while I’m enjoying one of the only genuinely good things to be had around here. Go into town, grab a bite to eat, sort your shit out far away from me for all I care. But for right now, we need to talk.”