"Technicalities." It took a little while, but he finished with her leg and closed the jar, sitting back on the floor. "Would you stop it? You've probably said that twenty times already. Told you, it's nothing. Just bake me cookies later and we'll call it even." He was a little uncomfortable with the mushy stuff.
He dropped his phone in her lap. "You need to call your dad. Moony's at Taunton, helping out there, so don't worry about him."