Hey, if you think those sorts of things about yourself, I'd rather you go ahead and say it. Then I can tell you what I see.

[ It's a sore temptation to have instead said that he could then tell Dimitri those self-critical notions are bunk, but he opts for that gentler phrasing and a lopsided smile. ]

Besides, who ever said I'd mind talking about you?

[ That isn't the point, he knows, as he draws his hand back. ]