"Motivations," he iterated, more breezily than he'd intended. His ears... why his ears? They were sensitive. But she probably somehow knew that, didn't she? That's why she did that annnnnnnnd...

"Ch-cheering up, then. I could talk up a cult crowd but I dunno about cheering people up..."

He wanted to fall asleep again at this rate. But no! No, he had to relieve her, have her catch a nap, and...