"Do you say so?" Deceptively mild.

"What would make you understand, sai Kane? For I'd not see you confused on this." Eyes glinting.

"Shall I tell you what she's telling me now? Of that picture, there. The doll Kermit, and the book Corduroy that you hid and told her was lost, when you couldn't stand to hear her read it any more. Every night for a month. Wore on your nerves, I wot."

He's not sympathetic. At all.