He swallows the good girl that nearly comes out, as it would have been all too triumphant. But the sentiment remains in his head. All he does is nod though, and drain his glass.

'Right then.'

Finally.

'You be careful out there though. Sure you don' want t'stay an' let me go first?'

Doesn't seem right, sending her out there on her own. Could be all kinds of nutters lurking about.