He looked down with a sheepish grin. "I think it's the company, to be honest, misery loves it. And love makes me smile. So I blame you." He looked back up and stretched faintly. "I do worry all the time. I've been told that I could fret about anything, and I believe it. Still, it would be nice to one day have absolutely nothing to fret over. And it's my worry and fatalist way of thinking that was what provoked me to do some very stupid things on your behalf, Melpomene." He winked at her and then poked his tongue out. "If it weren't for the worry, I don't even want to think about what could have happened."