[He makes the grabby hand gesture and she's more than happy to oblige, holding out her almost-consumed bottle of wine and watching as he pours. She's definitely drunk now, and her eyes have the glazed aqueous look that attests to it, but not so drunk as to fail to appreciate the depth of the conversation.]

Hey, you're welcome. Glad to be of use for something besides hitting things with a sword or carrying heavy shit for once. And I think I get the concern...it'd be easy in a way, to just stop giving a shit. But you obviously do give a shit, or we wouldn't be having this conversation.

[She holds her bottle aloft in a toast.]

So here's to giving a shit. And if there's anything I can do to help with your renovations, you know where I'm at. Even if that does just involve carrying heavy shit.

[And she drinks - long and deep - from her newly refilled bottle.]