"I was not implying that you were." He has misunderstood me. That's fine, I think I often misunderstand him. "I was asking you to refuel before the eventuality of you working yourself unconscious, whenever that may be."

I do give that faint hint of a smile to him when he decides to humor me and take a bite. I won't be releasing his chair until the sandwich is gone, mind, but the fact that he's intending to humor me is endearing.

"Talk to me about the progress you've made."