["Yes, you would think so, wouldn't you?" Sebastian woefully thinks. Poor, martyrlike Sebastian, who takes on all this work and doesn't accept other people's attempts at helping unless they're perfectly up to his standards.
No one ever helps him with anything. Poor Sebastian.
He shrugs lightly.]
In this case, it is not so much an attempt to help as it is for her own enjoyment, I do think, but well... [Marital life amiright.]