I don't know! [ a little of his drink sloshes from his glass as he throws up his free hand. he smacks the spill off his chest and continues to gesture, unfazed. ]

I mean, you could have led with that, first of all! [ eyes narrowed, he blinks at larus like he's spelling 'duh' in morse code. there's a spark to his expression, now, like he's secretly pleased with larus' response but not yet ready to concede any ground. ]

But, like ... maybe I want to go somewhere you think is interesting? Because you never go anywhere, and I want to take you somewhere you find intriguing? Maybe I'm interested in your opinions, and it gets on my nerves that you seem, like, militantly opposed to freakin' having them, much less voicing them? Listen, I know you never get excited about anything, but imagine for a second you did – imagine you got excited about trying to do something fun for someone you ... y'know, care about ... and you kept trying to get that someone to empathize or even emote at you and they just like dismissed you outright and acted like you were being a pain in the ass. Does that sound pleasant?