[Okay but that sure sounds a lot like the plan last time. At least he bites his tongue on that point.]

Well...you are good at organising people. And protests.

[The horrible sense of humour creeps in. It's a pretty ironic situation, how could it not appeal to his sense of humour. Slowly the corners of his lips turn up and he rubs the palm of his hand with his thumb. And then he has to laugh.]

I'd offer to help, but that would be pretty dangerous, huh. Actually maybe it will go well if I stay over here! You don't need an accountant here anyway, actually that works out really well!