"I can't today. For one I have to work later, but mostly I'm just not prepared. Don't have my crutches, and I'll probably take a day off just to get the initial healing done. And a couple of my staff are pretty new. I don't want to spring that on them." He mentally went through the plans he had for the next few weeks and realised it was rapidly coming up on Valentine's day, which he was planning to do a bit of a thing for and then he couldn't remember what else was coming up without looking at the calendar he kept in his office. He had a feeling he'd also promised his Dad he'd help out with some project or other the last time he'd chatted to him after Sunday Lunch.
He rubbed distractedly at his beard, frowning in concentration. "Merlin I don't even know when to suggest. Either Wednesday or Sundays are probably best. You're closed Monday and Tuesday, like me, right?" He thought hard, absently rubbing at the seam of the protective sleeve over his stump. "Shit, can I get back to you? The calendar's in the office and fuck knows what chaos life is going to throw up on top of regular work."