That made him laugh openly. And okay, he might have been brushing her off a little, but there was nothing insincere in that response. He’d simply much rather not dwell on what had been weighing so heavily on him, and this was a way to get around that.
“Oh no. No way, Lewis. You can’t pull the Geneva Conventions line on the guy who fought in a war. Nice try.” The Geneva Conventions. Honestly. He shook his head a little, bemused. “And anyway. What about the breakfasts? They count as hanging out, surely.”