Caradoc shook his head, but it was less a negation of the waitress' request than a sign that he didn't feel like arguing over whether or not she ought to pay. Honestly, after getting over the initial irritation the fact was his meal hadn't been ruined and he'd managed to fix any damage done to him personally.
"I'd rather you didn't," he sighed, snatching another shard of glass from next to his foot. "but if you really insist, half, then."