So do you. Two weeks ago you didn't understand why anyone would come for you. Why I would—

[ He cuts himself short because he's wondering, belatedly, if that's something he should take personally. He decides it isn't. Not about him. But he doesn't finish the thought, either, because he can hear himself coming close to the same Helpful Tone that preceded their fight, and he can at least try not to immediately fuck up again. ]

I do appreciate it, Zev. I'm all warm and tingly now. And it's cold here, and I'm sharing a tent with someone who only makes everything colder, so it's appreciated double.