For whatever it's worth, he listens to the entire explanation without interjecting or any sign of visible irritation. Her answer was more elaborate than he'd been expecting - and it was peppered with things he didn't understand - but he'd asked her what the hell it was. He wasn't going to begrudge her for being thorough, so he simply shakes his head, waving off the idea that it was any sort of bother.

"It's alright." He grunts. "My wife deals with nerves the same way."

More jokes when Aila does it, though.