[ He hasn't been around her long enough to be familiar with her body language, but his own is hopefully clear as he looks over. ] Lyle can talk to me if he has any questions. I don't know what I can tell him, but I figure--
[ And then he leans forward, elbow on his thigh. ] ...you know, nevermind. Maybe it's better if no one dwells on that. It's not like he stuck around.