[Twenty-one minus two and a half... Eighteen and a half. He sighs.]

I probably won't be telling her much of anything; she hasn't met me yet.

But... is she okay? [His girl's wellbeing is more important than sulking over something neither of them can really help.] She screamed like it was the end of the world on her first step into my apartment building; I can't see her coping well with another world, at least at first.