"Yeah, well, we've already established you're a cartridge short of a clip."

It comes out a bit harsher than he meant it to, but other than a grimace - what's the use of apologizing? Fort Max lets go of his hands to place them on the arms of the seat, pushing himself up much like he had last time.

"Still easily possible - hell, probable - someone's gonna say something that'll set me off at some point, and if I'm around the kind of person who can't take care of themselves - well, you already know what happens."

He's not quite pacing, but something close to it.