"I should have come with you in the first place." He retorted, trying to dispel the idea that for some reason he should keep himself from dangerous situations, that his life was somehow more precious. "I shouldn't have let you head into that. You could have been killed." He said, genuine fear there in his voice.
"I'll take you to the office. And I'll wait for you to finish and then I'll take you home. We'll get some take-away or something brought straight to the ACDN. You can't go without eating." He said, opening the door of the limo again. "I don't expect you to give up your stories, after all. Reservations can be re-booked."