"I know," he tells her, tone softening. He has a tendency to become a bit defensive when it comes to this sort of thing, simply because he doesn't like being treated like glass. That's not what Cosette is doing, he knows that; but it happens more often than not that he forgets. "Maybe next time I'll use it to my advantage, coax a coffee run out of you."

He rolls his eyes at her comment as he stretches out his legs in front of him, careful not to kick at any of the books on the floor. "I'm always careful, you must know that by now. My entire life is careful."