And that comes out sounding far more ... fond than it probably should. But then again, he'd never said anything bad about Elphaba. Not once.
"And I'm ... sorry? I could ... leave, if you'd rather." Despite the fact he didn't know where he was or how he'd gotten here, this was all terribly confusing and frustrating and he felt as if he was going to be ill since this young man in front of him is apparently not ... his son. He wanted to appease him nonetheless.
There, he had caught sight of a back door. He could go there.