He did raise a brow at her wiping her hands, but didn't push it. "Ah, Jewel... A warning against crystal meth. Or whatever the hell inspired those weird lyrics."
It was always a tough situation. He wanted to give her space now, but didn't want her to feel rejected because of her response, since she seemed to continuously worry that he would get tired of working through the issues that she brought to the table. As if he hadn't brought his own baggage along for the ride...
"Angry would be something to see. And I don't really know. I tell myself that last year you were actively lying to yourself about me, and us, and all of that. But I can't imagine it will be the same thing. It would be disrespectful of them. And I wouldn't tolerate it anyway."