[he gets to his feet and follows her into the apartment, after giving a last look to the front door and a little wave to Castell]
Oh! Of course, of course. Do not fret, PM; I shall help you guard this noble outpost of civilization, your home, from all that may—[he yawns again]—all that may threaten it tonight.
I shall help with the dishes, as well! [not waiting for her to speak, he picks up a mug and holds it in the sink under the running faucet, cleaning it by swishing water around inside with his fingers]